No one except Dominic knew Yasmin had insomnia. In fact, she sometimes worked until midnight only because she couldn’t sleep. Her condition was too unbearable for her. Worse, she had to guard against any attempts to seize her throne constantly.

Unable to share her agony with anyone, she could only keep it to herself.

Rick noticed the queen had stopped moving. He raised his brow but said nothing.

Yasmin thought for a moment and looked up at him, asking, “Rick, are you afraid of dying?”

Rick hesitated.

“Forget it. I’m sure you’re going to say no.”

be my honor to die for

numb to such claims. After all,

silent, knowing how much Fred had hurt her. Although Yasmin had long guarded against the duke, what he

him to spy on Fred. As he slowly gathered and handed bits

betrayed, and her calm was a result of

know you don’t believe me, but you saved my life. Without you, I wouldn’t be here today. Am I afraid of dying? Yes, I am. However, if I must sacrifice myself

at him intensely and held up the glass of milk before downing

and said, “I

down on and tucking her in, he cleaned up the shattered glass and

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