Over the span of a week, Cameron and Daniëlla were on the back foot trying to put out fires as the rumours spread about how they ended up together. It had the opposite effect to the one Daniëlla’s stepmother had hoped for. She wanted her daughter mated to the king. She no longer cared about what happened to Daniëlla. The girl clearly had it in for her and besides, she had her title and estate. She would be fine now that her riches were restored.
“I don’t know how we are going to do this. I mean, she is his destined mate, and he killed his brother to get her.” The Viscountess shrugged while the ladies sat in the morning room for tea after breakfast. The Viscountess had taken pity on them and requested that they both become her companions.
They didn’t have much hope, but they were waiting
