"Fine! When can you write it?" Ellena crossed her arms on her chest.
Suddenly, she had a plan.
Emlyn might try to trick her to let her go, but Ellena had a plan of her own. She would get Emlyn's confession to seal the deal, but she would also need to do sothing else.
Ellena looked at the woman she hated with all her heart and noticed her bulging tummy. How far was she in now? Almost seven months in? Or more?
"I will only write it after I get out of here and feel safe," said Emlyn. "Not before."
Ellena's brows twitched. She suddenly had a plan, but she needed to wait a little bit. If all went according to her plan, then she could stop worrying about Emlyn for good.
Not only that, but she would also use it to her advantage and win Prince Mars' heart. Gosh.. this was so good that her icy heart was brimming with happiness.
She was glad she ca to see Emlyn and talked to her. Now, she got another idea to execute.
"Fine," Ellena replied. "I will find a way to get you out of here and then you will make that letter. If you dare to lie to , I will make sure you will regret it."
She intentionally turned her gaze to Emlyn's bulging stomach. Even though she didn't say anything, it was obvious that she was threatening Emlyn with her unborn child.
If Emlyn dared to cross her, Ellena wouldn't hesitate to kill her baby. Soone who could kill Queen Elara in cold blood, wouldn't hesitate to kill an innocent child.
This made Emlyn shudder. She knew Ellena was crazy. She was truly rotten to the core.
"You are not human," Emlyn gritted her teeth.
SLAP!
"I dare you to throw another insult," Ellena slapped Emlyn hard. "Next ti, I won't be so rciful."
Then, she turned around and laughed, leaving Emlyn in her prison.
Emlyn rubbed her reddened cheek. Ellena's slap didn't hurt her. She was infuriated by Ellena's wickedness and the disgust and hatred in her heart trumped all other feelings she was having.
"Soday, I will make you pay. I will wipe the smirk off your ugly face, you wench!" Emlyn said to herself. She imprinted this incident in her mory. Soday, she would co back stronger and she could make Ellena pay for her cris.
But until then, she had to stay alive.
***
Emlyn planned to write her confession over a secret letter. She hoped Mars would be able to see her real letter when this confession reached him.
After Emlyn thought hard for a long ti, she realized that any letter she would send to the crown prince would be destroyed and they could never reach him.
That's why she decided to make sure that Mars would receive her letter. The only way to do that was to trick Ellena into thinking she would get her confession.
If Ellena kept her letter with her 'confession' in it, she would not destroy it. Sohow, she would make sure that the prince got the letter and read it.
Jokes on you, Ellena, Emlyn said to herself. She would write a confession, but at the sa ti, she would write the truth with the invisible lemon ink.
First, she would need to talk to soone and have them send her ssage to Lily. She still needed the help of an ally in the capital before she could escape.
KNOCK
KNOCK
Emlyn was moved from her reverie. She was so busy thinking about strategy, that she didn't realize it was already lunchti.
She looked at the door and saw two maids ca with a tray each in their hands. They brought her food and dicine from the royal physician.
"My lady, this is your al for today," said the older maid respectfully. She arranged the trays on the small table next to Emlyn's bed.
"Hm.. thank you," said Emlyn half-heartedly. She looked at the two maids and tried to assess them. Should she ask for their help to call Mr. Vitas or Lily?
Well.. maybe they will be too scared to do what she asked.
Unless...
Yeah, unless Emlyn pretended to be sick and asked for the physician to co. Fine. Emlyn knew lying and acting were things that she was quite good at.
So, she would trick these maids to call Mr. Vitas by pretending to be in pain.
She walked slowly to her bed and got ready to eat her lunch when suddenly her movent beca wobbly and she winced in pain.
"Aah..." Emlyn faked her shriek and fell to the bed with a paled face. She managed to grab the headboard and supported herself before she touched the mattress hard.
"My lady, are you okay?" The maids imdiately went into a panic. They were terrified if anything bad happened to this woman since they would be blad.
Both rushed to Emlyn's side and checked her condition. The princess shook her head and took a deep breath.
"I lost my balance just now," she whispered. "My stomach is so painful..."
"Oh, no..."
The two maids exchanged glances.
'What should we do?' One of them mouthed her question.
'Maybe we should call the royal physician?'
"My lady, please wait here, I will imdiately get Mr. Vitas here," said the younger maid. She nodded to her friend and made a sign that she would be the one to go. Her colleague nodded back.
"I will stay here with you, my lady," said the older maid.
"Uf... thank you," said Emlyn.
She was glad that her trick worked.
"How are you feeling now?" the old maid asked her again.
Emlyn pretended to look pitiful. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath several tis. When she opened her eyes, she said, "I feel slightly better."
"Oh, that's good," the maid was relieved. "Maybe you should eat your food. Pregnant won need to eat a lot of nutritious food, otherwise, they might faint."
Emlyn saw the regular food that they used to serve her. She wasn't hungry and didn't have any appetite, but she knew she had to eat for Harlow.
She also saw two bowls of potion next to the bread. She didn't rember Mr. Vitas gave her two potions before. Usually, she only received one bowl of potion with her als.
Why were there two now? What's in the other one? She was wondering.
"That's for the baby," the maid explained when Emlyn asked. "Since you are now in your third trister, the baby will need extra supplents to help with the delivery. Mr, Vitas had prepared those from last week and told us to serve them to you starting today."
Hmm.. that made sense, Emlyn thought. Emlyn trusted Mr. Vitas. The old man cared so much about her baby that she begged the king to spare Emlyn's life.
She still rembered the mont when Mr. Vitas and John the butler dropped to their knees and pleaded for Emlyn's life.
Ahh.. she owed them her life. She hoped she would survive her ordeal and lived to reward their service.
Emlyn finished her al and her dicine and sat to rest. She really hoped to see Mr. Vitas soon.
Half an hour later.
"Oh...."
Suddenly, Emlyn felt an excruciating pain in her stomach.
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From the author:
I know it is so infuriating to see soone as wicked as Ellena can do so much evil and Emlyn is stuck without a way to save herself. She keeps trying though, despite her lack of support and being alone in the enemy's den.
It will be easy to solve the conflict in two chapters and have Ellena punished... hahahaha, but how boring the story will be? I know it's hard to see injustice and sotis we just want to jump into the story and smack the wicked people. I promise the book HAS A HAPPY ENDING and it will be so rewarding.
We haven't even t Maxim and find out the source of the curse that befell Emlyn. So, please, be patient and follow the journey.
Btw, I just read sothing today and it got enraged too. Do you know Alexandre Dumas, a famous French writer who wrote "The Count Of Monte Cristo" and "The Man In The Iron Mask"? (Leonardo DiCaprio was super handso in the movie adaptation of the latter).
His father, Thomas Alexandre Dumas, was the first mullatto (half black-half white) general in the Napoleon's army. He was tall, handso, formidable, and feared by many.
He won many wars that even Napoleon felt threatened by him. The petty Napoleon finally exiled Dumas (which later beca the inspiration for the book his son wrote, "The Count Of Monte Cristo").
I was so curious about this general and found out that he was the son of a French aristocrat and a black slave woman from a French colony. His father brought him to France and spared no expenses to give him the best education and military training, that he later could rise in the military rank and beca a famous general.
So, I was wondering what happened to his mother. My finding imdiately sent into a rage. So, apparently, the aristocrat man bought the slave-woman when he was living in that colony and made her his concubine. She was said to be very beautiful.
Over the years, she bore him several daughters and a son. Once the nobleman decided to return to France, he brought only his son with him and sold the slave-woman and their daughters to another man.
Just let it sink in. He sold not just the woman who acted like his wife for years, but also his daughters birthed by her.
I don't really have a point in sharing this story.. just feeling extrely sad at how horrible many won had it in the past.
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