Anthony's POV
Anthony stood in the base of the brightly lit wide elegant staircase of the castle, one side to the king and the other to the queen, his gaze fixed on the intricate patterns of the stone floor beneath his feet. The cold air of the hallway mirrored the chill in his chest. His fingers brushed over the hilt of his sword, a grounding gesture, as he mentally replayed the moments he had shared with the queen. The subtle gestures, the stolen kiss- they had meant something. Or at least, he thought they did.
But now… now everything had changed.
Oscar had claimed her. The once-hidden affections Anthony harboured for Katherine were now overshadowed by the bond forming between her and Oscar. He had fought for her life, even begged Oscar to spare her, never imagining that he would ha
