Bab 79: Thoughts and worries

Was it how he had approached her or it was something entirely different?

She sighed in defeat. She didn't know the answer to that question.

Nonetheless, there was only one name that couldn't escape her mind. She loathed it, hated it, seared it apart with the flames of her anger.

Yet, at the end of all convoluting emotions, she couldn't help but notice that at the end of everything, among him and her, she was the bigger fool.

A bigger fool that always tasted the end of a stick after it has being smashed deep into the soil and used as a walking aid for a beggar.

Her marriage. Her image. Her ship. Her crewmen. He always got the last laugh!

At this point, she began to wonder if it was a crime to be weak. No, of course, it is. If her father was weak also then she might as well multiply her current life by a thousand.

It was a crime to be weak!

"Prince Wyatt" The name smoothly came out of her lips carrying no more malice and intense hatred. She had now calmed down.