“You shut your mouth you bastard” l called out picking up Isabella and putting her
into my arms. “Just ignore them” l told Isabella. To the greatest shame Cygmous
had slept with Adriela and had produced this little bundle in my arms.
“Your mothers a slut” said one of the girls.
“In my office now” l called out, l would deal with this little demon after.
“Don’t worry Isabella they’re talking about me not you” l consoled her patting her
silky head.
“No they’re not, they’re talking about Dalia being my mother before she was
married” said Isabella. This child did not know the truth, the truth was that Dalia
was no queen and the real queen was Adriela sitting in her palace so fine and
mightily and that Adriela was her mother, the mother of this little bella in my
arms. One day l was determined that little Isabella would know the truth of her
parentage.
“Great grand pa is tired of having you in his arms so great granddaddy is going to
just hold your hand now” l promised. We walked for another two corridors until
we reached Isabella’s own personal bedroom.