I understood what she meant. She couldn't be bothered to care about an unimportant pawn like me, so she didn't mind giving me this opportunity but would simply replace me with someone else if I failed to satisfy her.
For those in power, life was like a play, of which the roles had long been determined.
Some were always predators, while some could only be prey.
But if I were complacent about stability, I would never have a chance of revenge. I would have to risk life and limb if I wanted revenge.
I only had the choice between these two ways.
Soon after I came back from the Duchess' place that day, I moved to the Violet Courtyard, which was closer to Charles' place, at the Duchess' instruction.
A few days later, Charles came to the Violet Courtyard in a rage.
He looked livid with tense muscles and the threat of an impending explosion in his eyes.
