Queen Rebecca's pov:

It was almost dawn, if you look carefully, you could see me sitting beside my window with a glass of wine in my hands. My mind glazes in thoughts as I keep wishing I could find a solution or a way to put an end to the relationship going on between my son and Juliana.

Standing up I walked toward the mirror and kept staring at my reflection. My brow twitched in a deep frown as I made a noise out of anger not sure if it was a scream or cry.

"I am done!

"Why is this one so hard for me to handle?"

"I am...