My Secret.
Maria’s POV
“What are we going to do, my queen?” Miranda asked.
“Will you shut up?” I yelled. “Can’t you see that I am thinking about it?"
“I’m sorry, my queen."
“Miranda.” I held her arms. “What if he says everything? The secret between us.” If Miller opened his mouth and told the king about my secret, I wouldn’t be able to save my head. What should I do? “I’m fed up."
“Fear not, my queen. He knows most of our secrets. We should do this.” She drew me closer and whispered into my ear.
“Really! We should do that?” I asked.
“Yes, my queen. That’s the only solution we have."
“Thank you, Miranda.” I pulled her into a hug. “You saved me again."
“You’re welcome, my queen."
“Where are you going, my queen?” she asked.
“I should go now before the king interrogates him."
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