Chapter 107: Another Villainess
Queen Eleanore, the queen of Darconia. In the original book was the second villainess of the book. Although Abrielle and Eleanore were both haters of the female lead and occasionally got involved in the same schemes without knowing they were not friends.
They did have a common enemy but different goals. Abrielle wanted Callista gone to keep her husband to herself, while the Queen wanted Callista gone because she felt the priestess was not worthy of staying by her son’s side.
Eleanore was a mother of three, Lucian and Astrid the royal twins being her first. She was a good queen but a scheming woman who did what she had to get what she wanted.
The perfect example of the enemy of your enemy wasn’t your friend. Abrielle and Eleanore slowly made their way down the halls to the stairs that lead to a higher floor where the green garden for the tea would be her while chit-chatting in a low tone.
"I don’t hold any grudge against Callista. I think it is a misunderstanding. She was flustered, and I was emotionally scared of the large crowd." Abrielle chimed with a soft smile, one thing she was aware of wasn’t to work with the queen that sent witches after. She was still traumatized by Sarah’s case.
Eleanore still had her smile on despite technically failing to convince Abrielle towards hating Callista further and using her to get rid of Callista. She wanted to use someone to do the dirty work for her.
"That wasn’t what it seemed to me, If you closely analyze it from the beginning when the wine was spilt on her to the point she ran out, it felt like a misunderstanding, not to forget the point she asked your husband for the first dance," Eleanore explained, in her opinion, she was twisting the truth to favour herself. Unknown to her, it was indeed the truth.
Abrielle’s brows furrowed, "Callista was the one that asked Cedric to dance," she was a bit stunned and Eleanore saw it as an opportunity.
"Yes, she was; after pestering Lucian and he had refused, she approached Cedric, who agreed. I honestly don’t know what is wrong with that boy to give his first dance to someone who wasn’t his wife. If I were the one I would have matched straight to that dance floor and slapped her straight in the face." Eleanore scoffed very irritated