"I saw you and the king that night. In his chambers. On the floor. In each other's arms, asleep." Came the calm reply at last. Lyra didn't have to think hard for the mental image to come. When it did, her blood ran cold. She saw her intimate night with the king. "Oh..." Lyra muttered guiltily. She doesn't know what to say about that. Once a princess herself, she can understand the disrespect Samoa feels. Not to mention the anger and even hurt. Samoa let out a deep breath. "I'm not angry at you. I'm not even hurt, or I would have done something about it these past few weeks." "You aren't?" Lyra asked, uncertain and bewildered. "No, I'm not. Sadly, what I saw made it easier for me to understand a lot of things. I made peace with it." "I don't understand." Samoa turned towards Lyra. Her lips curved a bit, her eyes watching her. All too knowingly. Her seeing gaze unsettled Lyra, but she didn't let it show. The only person who can see her weak and unsettled, is the king.Samoa t
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