Cinderella — Episode 8

manor to the ground please it's all i have a prince doesn't look at a rat girl he steps on no please i'm doing you a favor i'm keeping the execution noose from your neck watch it And remember that your place is in the ashes. It will never be anywhere else. The northern provinces are restless, Sebastian.

The High Lords whisper of weakness in the bloodline, and the border patrols report that the commoners grow bolder by the month. A crown is not sustained by empty castles and brooding in the dark. The patrols are doubled. The perimeter holds.

The perimeter means nothing if there is no one left to inherit the stone. You are 25 years old, Sebastian. The court expects a queen by the next solstice, not a permanent fixture of the guardhouse.

If you want alliances, send the diplomats. If you want obedience, use the guard. But don't dress up a political auction as a royal duty and expect me to play the eager It's not a request, my son.