Chapter 157
Rose fell back onto her bed as soon as she entered her bedroom. Her right hand covered her face as there was a need to cry but she did not want to. She would have liked to go longer without knowing the king was her father but she appreciated her mother’s honesty.
No one would have any idea that she didn’t want to know the truth. It was understandable that they thought she was deserving of it.
"He is my father," Rose muttered, disgusted by this.
It was hard to swallow that the reason many became lost in the brothel was thanks to her failure of a father.
Victor would continue to be the man she looked to as a father but she couldn’t stop thinking about the king. Would it kill the king to know that his orders stopped her from going to anyone for help? Even now that she was free there was still an order blocking her from looking into missing girls.
It was disappointing.
To be told that you were a princess did not feel pleasant when the king was a fool. A fool who did not care about his people.
"We are half-sisters," Rose realised her relationship with Kiara.
The princess wasn’t a sister Rose wanted to get involved with. Her obsession with Alexander was a big issue. They had only spoken for a moment but Rose hadn’t missed how Kiara looked at her like she wanted her to drop dead.