Lily and Jacob backed away in horror. Primrose cast a disgusted look at their faces. Helena was the apple of their eyes, yet when that apple was met with an arrow, they chose to sit back and watch.
Now Primrose didn't feel as bad for the old Primrose for having such biassed parents. Helena wouldn't get anything other than flattery from them. Love was not known to these people.
Primrose dug through her purse and threw the thin leather bound register on the table. The bowl of grapes toppled over and the ceramic broke into tiny little pieces as it hit the corner of the table.
The sound of the book hitting the table was as sharp as a resounding slap on their faces.
"Here you go. I'm out of this family now. I wasn't joking when I said I now belong to the Halvard family. The royal family
