Fraya
Today I am alone at the breakfast table as everyone had something planned for the day. I have been thinking a lot about what Eleanor said a week ago in the woods. What she said made sense, why the big act? I mean he can’t be that much of a monster, sleep with him mate and then ask another to marry him, one he can never have children with, no heirs for the throne. Even if he did ask her to marry him, wanting one last night of freedom and wanting to screw me and get it out of his system, Eleanor is right, the letter is just bit over the top. If he really wanted to hurt me and rub it in, wouldn’t he have showed up at the breakfast the next morning with Rachel on his arm to rub it in my face? Maybe it is all a set up and the more I think about it, the more it makes sense. But the more I
