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    If the princes were focusing on other women this time, it would mean less scrutiny on me—a much-needed reprieve.


    With the exciting announcement made, Hayley led us into training, the room filled with the women’s barely contained excitement.


    But not long into the training session, a soldier walked in. He scanned the room before speaking in a loud,manding voice. “Who is Makenna Dunn?”


    I blinked in surprise and slowly stood up. “That’s me. What’s going on?”


    The soldier looked me up and down, then jerked his chin toward the door in a gesture of authority. “Come with me.”


    My mind raced with possibilities. “See me? Who is it?” For a moment, I wondered if it could be one of the princes—or perhaps Leonardo himself.


    But the name that fell from his lips was someone unexpected, yet it made perfect sense.


    “Kristina wants to see you.”


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    Following the soldier, I made my way to the detention center.


    Even within the pce’s protective walls, the air was thick with despair, the kind that clung to your skin and made you feel like you were being smothered by invisible hands.


    I pulled my clothes closer around me, a feeble attempt to shield myself from the cold, as the soldier guided me down a seemingly endless corridor. The atmosphere grew more oppressive with each step, until we finally stopped in front of a small, dimly lit room.


    There, locked up like a feral animal, was Kristina. Her once wless hair now hung in tangled clumps, and her elegant attire had been reduced to tatters. The proud, haughty woman I once knew was barely recognizable.


    Oh, how far the mighty had fallen.


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    At the sound of footsteps, Kristina lifted her head, her vacant eyes slowly focusing on me. But the moment recognition dawned, her eyes burned with pure, unbridled hatred. She hurled herself at the bars, screaming in fury, her voice grating against the walls.


    “You bitch!”


    The venom in her words was almost palpable, as if she could strangle me with her rage alone.


    I met her gaze with an unsettling calm, asking with a hint of indifference, “Did you call me here just to spit curses?”


    The veins on Kristina’s hands bulged as she gripped the bars, her face twisted with rage. “You’re basking in your victory now, aren’t you?”


    A softugh escaped my lips as I replied with mock innocence, “Miss Harrison, I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”


    “Don’t y dumb with me,” Kristina snapped, her teeth clenched in fury. “I know you met with Flynn’s parents before they caused all that trouble. Am I wrong?”


    Her usation didn’t catch me off guard. I had expected this.


    After all, if Dominic had managed to uncover the truth, it was only a matter of time before Kristina put the pieces together.


    But I had outmaneuvered her, ensuring she ended up here before she could do any more damage.


    Seeing her now, disheveled and alone, it was clear her family had turned their backs on her.


    I had nothing left to fear.


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