“Do you think the His Majesty is this easy? Even if I die today, he will know what you have done; there is no way he will accept you. No pressure can make my husband divert to a girl like you.” Isabella stopped.
She wanted to waste time in the hope that someone would save her. Even if she dies and her sister survives, that is enough.
‘But, I need time, if only it is enough.’ “You are nothing more than a disposable pape for your family. You think you attract him with your so-called beauty?” Isabella leaned forward, putting her mouth close to her left ear.
“Did you think a man who spent his time in war cares for a mere thing like beauty?” Isabella thought of the time she saw Nicholas in the tournament.