Isabean “Leave us,
Tabeau feigned hesitation “Your Majesty, but star
“you need not worry,” Alistair said coldly, “I will make sure she pays ten times for this ”
Isabeau’s eyes flashed with tranh, though she pretended concern. “Isn’t that a bit harsh?”
Alistair ignored her and waved his hand. “Do it,”
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Two maids stepped forward, roughly grabbing Elvira by the hair, dragging her off the bed, and delivering ten harsh slaps.
“Slap! Stap! Slap!”
The sharp sound of the slaps echoed through the chamber, each one landing with a sickening thud.
Elvira’s face was instantly bruised, blood seeping from the corner of her lips as her vision darkened
In the end, she collapsed on the floor, her body too weak to move, as Alistair and Isabeau walked away.
The next day, Elvira, despite her injuries, dragged herself to attend to the king.
She lowered her head, offering him tea
Alistair glanced at her swollen face, his brow furrowing. He suddenly raised his hand-
“Splash!”
The tea splashed onto the floor.
“How hideous,” he said coldly. “Disgusting. You look nothing like her now. Get out of my sight.”
Elvira bowed low, murmuring, “Forgive me, Your Majesty.”
As she exited the hall, Lord Chamberlain hurried after her.
“Lady, please wait.” He handed her a small porcelain bottle. “A salve for the bruises. His Majesty’s own. Treasure it.”
Elvira’s heart warmed at his kindness. “Thank you, my lord.”
Inside the hall, Alistair stared at her retreating figure, lost in thought.
