He had to admit, that response almost made him smile. “Impossible.”
“I know you hate it here. I know you despise your father. He’s an evil, cruel, heartless man.” Her chin raised as if she’d said something she was proud of. “You’re not like him. You’ll never be like him. You try to hide it, but you have a good, kind heart. Come with me and we could start a new life together. I could make you happy.”
He took her arm and led her to the wagon, picked her up by her waist, and placed her aboard.
“Be happy enough for both of us,” he told her.
Then he turned away and walked back into the castle.
• • •
The queen of Limeros was smiling. How . . . bizarre. Lucia eyed her warily as they met in the hallway.
“Mother,” she said, although she now knew that word wasn’t exactly the most appropriate one. Her initial anxiety and fear had since been replaced by outrage that this important information had been kept from her for her entire life.
“Lucia, darling. How are you?”
She snorted, a very unladylike sound that raised the queen’s eyebrows. “Apologies, but I don’t remember the last time you inquired about my well-being.”
The queen winced. “Have I really been so uncaring toward you?”
Lucia shrugged. “Now I know why. You’re not really my mother. Why would you care?”
The queen glanced down the hallway to ensure that they were alone. She drew Lucia a few steps down, into a secluded alcove. Lucia expected her expression to harden, but it did just the opposite.
“You should have been told a long time ago. I wanted to tell you.”
“You did?” Lucia gave her a look of sheer disbelief.
“Yes, of course. Something so important shouldn’t have come as a shock to you. I apologize for that.”
“You do?”
“I do. Truly. Even though I am queen here, I still must do as the king commands. He didn’t want you to know. He was afraid you’d be upset when you learned the truth before it was the right time.”
“I am upset! Where is my real mother? How can I find her?”
Again, the queen cast a glance down the hallway as if fearful that anyone was listening. This was a secret, after all. Goddess forbid that anyone learn that the Limerian princess was born in Paelsia.
“She’s dead.”
Lucia’s breath caught. “How did she die?”
The queen’s lips thinned. “Sabina killed her.”
“Why would she do such a horrible thing?” Nausea rose inside her.
“Because Sabina Mallius was a vile, evil bitch who deserved her fate.”
Lucia fought to breathe normally, uncertain what to believe. The world had been shaken all around her and would never settle completely again. “Why did Father keep Sabina around so long after she did this?”
o;My son.” The king put his arm around Magnus’s shoulders. “Such a gentleman. Even to the lowliest kitchen whore.”
When he laughed, Magnus made sure to join in.
• • •
The next day, when his father had gone out on a hunt, Magnus found Amia in the kitchen mashing the distasteful kaana for their dinner while the head cook butchered a half-dozen chickens. The girl’s face was bruised black and blue, her right eye swollen shut.