Warda paced up and down in the empty palace. She was locked up in the same place she met with her people. Shahzad's betrayal came unsuspected. She was found unprepared and in a daze.
Neither could she defend herself nor get over the fact that her child placed her before a panel. To be judged nonetheless. It was as insulting as it was humiliating. She laughed. Her crazy laughter resonated within the whole of the cold empty palace.
If she could kill the man she lived with all her heart, then, killing two more was nothing. The only person she truly ever cared for died out of her helplessness years ago. At least, with a daughter, she was sure that such betrayal would never happen.
Daughters will stay loyal to their parents as long as they were treated and raised right. She had known that such a day will come. A day when her sons would no longer belong to her. A day when she will have to fight for their attention and care with an outsider.