MADELINE’S POV

Every part of the castle reminded Madeline of Lord Darius and that scumbag Brielle, and as she walked to her room, she hissed countless times.

She was gradually becoming irritated with everything that concerned Lord Darius and, most significantly, Brielle - a woman she had grown to hate and despise with fervor.

'She'd be out of your life soon, Madeline.’ Her subconscious spoke up, and a nasty smirk appeared on her face.

The last few days had been reasonably beneficial to ...