The carriage rolled smoothly on the way to my father’s estate but the tension inside was anything but calm. Lady Ivana sat opposite with a smile on her face, her gaze fixed on the passing scenery. I stared at her trying to wonder what her deal was but Ivana was a complicated woman, she was just as dangerous to. But what really bothered in all of this was the fact that she knew who I was besides just a princess and before I had a chance to confront her she was already inside leaving stunned and wondering how she knew.
So in order not to arouse suspicion, I followed her quietly inside the carriage while Nikolai and Eddie escorted us. But ever since we got into the carriage, she has remained quiet. Watching every scenery outside the window like a child who had never been outside and was just seeing the outside world for the very first ti.
Her silence was starting to get on my nerves though, I needed her to tell how she knew about my identity considering I had never seen her before until Reagan threw that party and now sohow, soway, she knew all about what I am. I wanted to hear how right now.
I cleared my throat bringing my attention to myself. Ivana turned to look at , slowly appraising with her eyes, still smiling she turned to look out the window, apparently finding it more interesting than .
"What’s wrong Dahlia, you look a wee bit tense." She stated.
Tense? That little bi_
I took a deep breath to calm myself down. "You know who I am."
"What? The bla_"
"Not in here!" I snapped at her in anger.
Ivana turned to look behind the carriage where the coachman was riding. A sly smile slipped on her face as she crooned. "Oh that’s right, it’s our secret."
I frowned a little at her. "There’s no our!"
"Pretty sure there will be soon." Ivana winked at and I wondered for a minute if she hit her head on the way to this place.
Deciding I had enough of her gas already, I turned to look at her with a serious look on my face. "What do you want Ivana?"
"What makes you think I want sothing?" Ivana blinked at , although there was sothing calculative in her gaze.
"Ivana, I have known you for only so days and you want to know what I have learnt about you?"
Ivana grinned at as she snapped her fan. "That I am a force to be reckoned with?"
"That you are a cunning manipulative bitch who always wants sothing."
"Oh darling, please you flatter !" Ivana fanned herself.
Rolling my eyes, I turned to look at her. "If you know what I am, then you know I have the power to wipe out your existence, so why don’t you cut to the chase and tell exactly what it is you want."
Ivana stared at for a bit, smiling at for a minute before she huffed out a breath. Rolling her eyes she turned to look at with a look of seriousness on her face. "You are absolutely right. I do want sothing from you and I always get what I want!"
"Sure anything to get you to keep your mouth shut because that’s the point right?"
"Exactly."
"Then tell exactly what it is you want?"
"I want you to kill my husband."
The silence that followed right afterwards was deafening. I waited for the laughter, the smirk, the witty remarks, anything but Ivana just stared at without any smile on her face and there was also sothing in her eyes, sothing cold and so detached, like she wasn’t here anymore.
"Your husband?" I asked just to be sure, "And your husband is..."
"Lord Skarde!" Ivana finished for , "Yes and I want you to kill him!"
My gaze snapped towards were the coachman was but I knew he couldn’t hear the conversation but still, it was better to be cautious. "You want to kill your husband?"
"I didn’t stutter, did I?" Ivana snapped at and I arched a brow up at her in response.
"Well forgive Lady Ivana but it’s not every day you et a woman who wants another woman to kill I husband!" I said with a look of disbelief on my face.
Ivana shrugged at , "Well it’s not you per say, it’s the other you. I an that’s what she does right?"
I gaped at her because I was shocked at hers statent. "No!" I yelled at her unable to help myself, "That isn’t what she does at all and what is it with you people asking to kill soone? I am not a bloody assassin!"
"I really don’t care at all to be honest." Ivana said with a shrug, "I just want you to get the job done?"
A laugh bubbled out of at the audacity. "A job? Really? That’s what we are going to call it now, a job?"
"Yes, kill my husband, get the job done and I will keep your secret." Ivana said as if it wasn’t that big of a deal.
Except it was actually that big of a deal.
There was just a lot going through my mind right now but what tops it is the question how on earth did she find out? The only person who knew was Heather and Reagan and I doubt if any of them would spill the secret to soone like Ivana.
I was really curious as to how she found out but what I was more curious about is why she would ask to kill her husband. I an sure Lord Skarde was on the list of people I detest because of their corruption in the kingdom but I do not think he warrants killing.
"Listen Ivana, you don’t know what you ask of ?"
"Do not speak to like a child!" Ivana hissed at , although a clam look settled on her face.
I drew in a deep breath as I stared at her. "Fine then, I will speak to you like an adult." I replied, "It is quite foolish of you to assu you could use that secret to threaten . You are alone in a carriage with , no one around us for miles except just a few witnesses and you think you can threaten with sothing like that? Are you stupid or is your head so far up in the clouds that you have forgotten who the fuck you are dealing with?"
Ivana’s face grew a little bit pale, the confidence she felt earlier slowly disappearing. "Fine, then if you can’t kill him. I want you to save ." She deadpanned and before I could ask what was happening, she loosened the collar of her dress and grabbing the neckline, she pulled it, exposing her chest and I opened my mouth at the horror that was exposed to .
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