Chapter 41 Bonus - Pov Pauline D'auvergne Bretonne

• Talking to Alexia calmed me down a bit. She was my safe haven and always had the right words to say.
• My sister didn't physically resemble my father, let alone my mother. She was a mixture of the two. My grandmother's green eyes, according to Sean. Natural red hair, we don't know where it came from. Fair skin, freckles and girlish face. But I knew how strong she was like my mother. At the same time sweet and sweet like my father. Because Estevan D'Auvergne Bretonne was like that: he cried when he felt like it, shouted and cursed if necessary and at the same time it was possible to find in him a calm and good-humored person. Except in the presence of Andrew and Henry Chevalier. They completely unraveled it. And I could bet it was out of jealousy.
• When Alef texted me asking when we would meet, I immediately replied that we wouldn't see each other again. Because ever since Henry arrived, I was sure I didn't want someone like Alef in my life anymore. I didn't need to run after any man, let alone beg for affection. I was a princess... and above all a woman. I could have any man in my life. Then a Chevalier dropped at my house, eight years after we shared a sweet kiss at Noriah's castle.