Chapter 40

“If you keep doing this to yourself, sister dear, I swear you will harm yourself.”

Ashterah hated the laughter in Nukis tone, no doubt he was mocking her, mocking her feelings. He stood by her window staring at her back while she lay on her bed with her knees tucked to her chest. For months she had watched as Queen Emilia’s pregnancy advanced and wished she never made him fertile again.

“If you carry on this way, Octavius will become a weakness against you.”

“You are one to talk, Nukis.”