"I will, your majesty. I will try my best." The way his eyes stirred proved that he was expecting her to refuse. But the dark pleasure that ran through his blood when she accepted the offer felt stranger.
She did not know about her past. Perhaps, she had forgotten about her mother too. But the fierceness of her burning eyes reminded him of that woman and after a long time, he felt intrigued.
"Evangeline." his eyes flickered to Damien, the only man that had more emotions than a woman. He was looking at his wife with lost eyes. So devoted, just like the marquis. Would he turn like him if Evangeline died? The thought made his hands itch to try it.
"I can do it. How difficult it can be." she smiled at him to assure him. If only she knew, Carmen laughed with malice in his voice.