Kingdom of Betrayal

I'm laying in bed as I read Romero's diary and I have to stop myself from sobbing like a baby. He loved me. He actually loved me. I always had doubt but seeing it written here by him plain as day makes me feel a bit at peace with his death. I do not know why Kelly killed him and I genuinely do want to know but another part of me wants to let it go so that I don't obsess too much over it to the point where I live in the past.

I close the diary before putting it in a hiding place before getting under the covers and staring up at the ceiling. Lincoln has been awfully quiet lately and I don't like it. Not one bit. I'm afraid that he's cooking up a storm while I'm not doing anything about it, which will leave me unprepared and at a disadvantage. My mind drifts to Simon's idea of Lincoln and I wedding and the thought of having to bed him makes my skin crawl. Romero and I may not have been in love but we had love for each and our intimate moments were exactly that. Intimate.

Against my better judgement, I start thinking about Hayden and what happened the other day in the meeting room. He definitely fucks hard. My mind replays the events of that day over and over, my eyes narrow as I realize that he may have only done that to make sure I don't wed Lincoln and now that he knows I won't, he decided to put a stop to our relationship before it even started.

That sneaky bastard.

"Sir Hayden" I say the next day

He bows "My Queen, what do you need?"

"I need you to make sure Prince Lincoln gets this letter" I hold out the sealed letter to him

He raises an eyebrow "And what may that be?"

I smile "Don't worry about it, just have it delivered to his castle please"

He frowns "His castle? I thought he was here?"

Now I'm frowning too "Why would you think that?"

"One of the guards mentioned seeing his horse here"

No, this is not good.