Chapter 119: Blackthorn’s Murderer
Music Recommendation: Abandoned Secret- Fredrik Jonasson
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Anastasia was taken aback by the Storm Prince’s story about how Dante became a demon. She wondered if he remembered what had taken place in his past life, which might explain why he had always kept women at arm’s length, rather than solely attributing his emotional distance to the Mother Queen’s attempts at matchmaking to secure great-grandchildren.
"Does Dante know about this?" Anastasia asked him, her eyes brimming with curiosity.
"He does," Prince Raylen replied, and Anastasia felt her stomach sink slightly in dismay.
"Why did the woman stab him?" she inquired, and she saw Prince Raylen pursing his lips in contemplation as a thoughtful expression settled on his face.
"Perhaps because her love for him wasn’t as deep as his for her?" the prince ventured in a questioning tone, as though he were only guessing.
"Anastasia!" Emily called from behind, and Anastasia turned to see the princess walking towards her. "Grandmother has been searching for you. She is in the main hall," she informed before her eyes landed on the Storm Prince.
"I will go now," Anastasia responded to the princess. She turned her gaze towards Prince Raylen and offered him a short bow, saying, "It was a pleasure talking with you."
"I enjoyed our brief conversation as well," Prince Raylen smiled at the young woman, who proceeded to depart from the corridor, accompanied by her maid. When the princess was about to take her leave, he addressed her, saying, "Good evening, Princess Emily."
Emily halted her steps, her inner cheek caught between her teeth, as she had hoped he wouldn’t try to initiate a conversation. She turned around to meet his gaze before greeting him back in the same manner, "Good evening, Prince Raylen. I trust your stay in Versailles has been pleasant?"