“How can you be thankful for such things when it is what we deserve? I am no less his wife than the last queen. I slept with him and gave him a son even before his queen did! I should be thankful that he made me a duchess. Me? Why should I be thankful when he should have made me his queen?!” Isabella yelled loudly.
“Mother. Stop it and please control yourself. We will get in trouble if anyone overhears us,” Darius stated dryly.
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