Chapter 57

Lucianne immediately regretted teasing and said, “I’m so sorry, Xandar. I shouldn’t have…”

He assured her hastily, “No, baby, don’t apologize.”

She still felt bad, “I think I should just let us finish breakfast before I ask any further

questions.”

He chuckled lightly before he said, “It doesn’t affect my appetite, Lucy. I just…” he ran his hand over his hair in frustration before saying, “I love my mother but sometimes I just wish she wasn’t so blindly loyal to my father.”

Lucianne cocked her head to one side, bewildered.

Xandar then explained, “My mother, for as long as she was alive, never went against my father’s wishes. What’s worse was that she would support everything he did. It felt like she never had an opinion. She was well-educated. Surely, she could have contributed in some way. But my father never believed in sharing power with his mate so he never let her touch anything concerning the affairs of the Kingdom. Aunt Reida would go on for hours about how my mother should insist on doing something as Queen. But my mother would just brush off her own sister’s concerns and advice, saying that my aunt didn’t understand her position. As a Queen, I don’t recall her doing anything besides standing next to my father and waiting to b e greeted and bowed down to. It’s just…” he sighed again, “I love her, truly. She was a good mother. But…honestly, why didn’t she do anything with the power she had? Why didn’t she

question my father from time to time? I mean, not everything he did was good.”

think she would’ve lived that long if

actually defending a Queen who did close to nothing,

I’m just trying t o understand her. She definitely loved him, maybe more

it all if it meant that the person

it even worth it? Losing

scoffed, “You’re asking the wrong person, darling. I was this close to rejecting you to keep my life. These questions aren’t meant to be answered by a cold-blooded creature

“But how would you know how these women think and

her uneasy gaze fixed on the table between them as she uttered, “I wasn’t always like how I am now, Xandar. I’m not the perfect Queen you keep telling me that I am. There was…a time

met o be.” Lucianne then leaned towards Xandar and

was hard when he stroked her hand lovingly and asked in concern,” What did you make

But I couldn’t. I then start looking in mirrors and cry myself to sleep more and

again at the memory but Xandar’s face remained hard as he continued to stroke her small, smooth hand in slow

that Xandar was silent and serious, Lucianne added, “That was a long time ago, Xandar. It was

you. All of you. You may not see it yet

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