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After my kingdom surrendered, I married Tristan Rowley, the king of Midanao, as the defeated princess of Tuicaea. He showered me with affection and granted my every request. Gradually, I let go of past grudges. Three years later, while Tristan left the palace for the spring hunt, his noble consort, Mabelle Patterson cornered me in Lakeview Court. I was eight months pregnant. She stroked my swollen belly and laughed with the other consorts. She said, "Come, let's guess. Is Her Majesty carrying a boy or a girl?" They all placed their bets. Ignoring my desperate pleas, Mabelle cut open my abdomen. She smugly declared, "I was right. It's twins, a boy and a girl." I held on for dear life, waiting for Tristan to return and give me justice. Instead, he wrapped an arm around Mabelle and looked at the lifeless bodies of my children with a cold smile. He said, "Why didn't you wait for me to join the wager. Shall we bet again? Let's see which of these two stillborn children weighs more." My eyes blazed with fury. "Tristan, you beast!" His eyes turned red as he shouted back, "Laura, your father colluded with Outrarean and slaughtered my entire family, leaving me an orphan. I pretended to dote on you for years all for the Sadcester region in Tuicaea. "Now that the region is Midanao's, the debt your family owes must be repaid." That was when I realized the three years of marital devotion were nothing but a scheme. He wanted me to lower my guard and make me willingly surrender the region to him. On the day Tristan led his army toward Tuicaea, I climbed up the StarfellTower. As I fell, I thought I saw a lone horse racing toward the palace gates.