"No!" Freya objected.
Becoming the crown prince's mistress was many steps below being the third prince's wife. Freya wanted to be queen, not the woman who couldn't show her face.
"I will not be your woman!" Freya declared.
"So be it, but your worth has dropped after sharing my bed. Though the other men will be curious about what I had, they won't be so curious to marry you. They'll have you and be done with you once they experience what I did. Can you endure it?"
"You mustn't speak of this. It will expose that you tricked me. You took me to bed while knowing you wouldn't give what I came for. You are cruel, and speaking of this will only expose it," said Freya.
"You may leave," Sebastian instructed the maid. "You truly are a spoiled little girl. You wouldn't have lasted in the palace with that woman who calls herself a queen. She would have manipulated you while you were married to her son. I saved you."
