She let’s out her anger on Dimitri.

The young women’s breath escaped her lungs and left her mouth in a violent panic. She heard nothing but the consistent buzzing around her which left her in a haze as she recalled the pages that lead up to Alexandra’s ****, pages that now might as well have been both her own and Alexandra’s memories since landing in this body, it had been a **** sentence.

‘Why?!’ Worry turned to stress and stress turned to anger, she was beyond furious to be trapped in this predicament and needed to vent her frustration. What better target than the one in front of her, looking up at the bowed prince. ‘Is that all you’re good for, kneeling? It pisses me off!’

“The only thing you can do is hurl empty curses.” She scoffed at him.

“…….”

“But I’m different. I only speak the truth. Or at the very least, things that will very soon become the truth. Should I let you in on a little secret? Aren’t you wondering what your woman is doing right now and who she’s with?”

She knew Alexandra a little too well, perfectly matching the venom of the villainess all without slipping up and giving away the fact that she wasn’t the real Alexandra.

“Shut your mouth.”

“That girl is probably in the middle of having a secret affair with my concubine right now, in the very same bed where you two got it on.” She decided to hit him where it hurt, again using her knowledge of the novel’s main character to full effect.

The princess hovered over towards the edge of the bed and looked down at the prince, his bow head just begging for her to tilt it upwards to view whatever pain exhaustion she had left him with, he did deserve it or so in her mind she thought so.

Reaching her hand out she grasped his chin and lifted his head and it left a sour taste in her mouth. The expression that presented itself was that of a distorted young man painfully holding back his tears. Once again the princess had broken her plaything of a prince, however this time it wasn’t Alexandra.

Regretfully she took her fingers from his chin which he quickly shrugged off the moment he felt the release. “I’m sorry… That was unworthy of me. I shouldn’t have said such things.”

She looked away from him even after he got off the floor. It seemed that Dimitri hadn’t had the courage to confirm the truth after walking out a little while ago. The fear and doubt had already taken root inside him.

The room stayed silent for a few minutes after the door closed, the young woman was left in painful silence as she rubbed in-between her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Maybe I went a little too far?”

“Oh no your Highness that was tamed compared to you and his past ‘discussions’. frighteningly tamed if I do say myself.” The ****'s voice startled her, he blended in with the furniture so well, her heart skipped a beat once she saw him knelt by the side of the bed with his head laid upon her lap.

Looking down at him like that she couldn’t help but stroke his soft hair. Before too long an idea came to her and she asked. “This may sound terrible of me but what is your name?”

Now it was his turn to be startled as he looked up at her and he answered without question. “Jorg. Your highness! Just Jorg…” He added a smile.

“Well, Jorg can you do something for me?”

“Anything!”

“I need you to find out if Richard Von Cobalt is at the palace right now, if not I need to know when he will arrive.” She stated clearly before turning her eyes from Jorg and nervously added. “His is one of my other concubines like you. Would it be better if I wrote this all down?”

“I can’t read mistress and Von cobalt was before my time here but if it is for you I will find out.”

“Thank you.” After he left the room was officially empty aside from the princess. As she huddled on the bed clutching legs close looking from the bear skin rug to the marble she recognized the room and pictured it littered with bodies.

‘So this is the room where she kicked the bucket? Yep, definitely going to move to another room.’