He Stole My Children I Refused His Crown Chapter 13
But he had miscalculated two things.
First, I was no longer the Willa from my last life, the one he could manipulate at will.
Second…
I unfolded Elliot’s letter. Inside was an old medical ID number, a royal infant’s wristband, and a statement left by a royal nurse, now deceased.
Damien straightened, giving me a solemn military salute.
“Elliot said it’s your decision whether to make this public. He will bear the consequences, whatever they may be.”
So this was the truth of Elliot’s origins.
I held the letter for a long time, weighing my decision.
Just then, Maya pushed the door open.
“Willa, someone from the royal castle is here.”
I changed into a simple black suit and went to the royal castle alone.
Queen Helena had clearly been expecting me.
She had tea prepared in her private reception room and clasped my hands warmly, as if the conflict at the mating banquet had never happened.
“Willa, you’re a very clever girl. I’ve always liked you.”
She sighed softly.
“Lucian is still young and impulsive. But I know he has feelings for you. As for Celeste…”
Queen Helena’s voice remained gentle, but her eyes were devoid of warmth.
“If you’re willing to accept the betrothal, then I can promise you that by this time next year, she will no longer be at Lucian’s side.”
I lowered my gaze and said nothing.
She continued, “As for your father and Elliot, I can have the security committee reopen their case. Saving two lives will not be difficult.”
“Queen Helena.” I looked up at her. “There’s something I want to ask.”