Chapter 165: The system killed the baby
Sapphire was a bit thrown off by Cedric’s statement. He was referring to his child as a monster. She saw how disturbed Cedric looked when he left the inn. He didn’t look like he was lying, she could not sense any emotions in his eyes.
"Being smart is a strong quality of a queen which I possess. I know my worth, and I know what I see, Prince Cedric Von." She stepped closer; Sapphire was bold. She kind of reminded him of a particular kitten who tried to act brave when she was shaking inside, always scheming in her head.
Sapphire was scared, but she didn’t want to show that Cedric could scare her when he didn’t even have to do anything; just his towering height of over 2 meters was enough to intimidate her petty frame.
"As a Princess that knows her worth, won’t want anything to do with me. I am not a charity case you can throw yourself at because Lucian refused to give you the position of crown princess, Sapphire Ash Seymour." He replied to her being exceptionally accommodating tonight. The sky rumbled in the distance; this was going to be a long, cold night.
Although the main storm was over it was still snowing. He walked off not bothering to glance at the princess who wanted to play smart. Sapphire might be a foreign princess, but the influence from the temple and the Vesper duchy with the biggest port had more relevance than hers.
The sky kept on rumbling with lighting flashing in the sky, a sharp light peeking through the window of the dark, quiet room. The doors creaked, his dark towering figure walking into the room.
His eyes drawled to the bed where the princess seemed to be asleep on the bed close to the window. Each time a bolt of lightning struck, a sharp light illuminated her for a split second.
"I had no idea she was pregnant," a soft voice spoke from the bedside. Zoltana’s silver eyes slowly turned from Abrielle’s. She was trying to figure out why it skipped her attention that the princess was pregnant.
"It doesn’t matter anymore," Cedric answered, walking to the bedside where he sat down. Zoltana stood up from the stool, her lips parted. She was hesitant to say something, but in the end, she decided against it.