Married to the arrogant king

ZARA’S POV

My heart thundered hard and fast against my chest after Gwen told me all those things. I didn’t want to believe it but seeing the way she sounded so sure and confident, I couldn’t help but think she was telling the truth.

“I’ll take my leave Zara, but before I leave, I will like to advise you not to be too hard on Carl, he’s a man after all and you know men, one woman can never be enough for them, just like I was close to him before you came,” Gwen said, before walking away.

I stood motionless at that spot, not daring to move. Even though I wanted to, it was like my legs refuse to.

“They fooled you, Zara, they fooled you.” Gwen’s words played repeatedly in my head. How could I have been so foolish to not know that something was wrong?Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

I chuckled, but not out of amusement, it was because that was the only thing I could do. I couldn’t even cry.

“You were poisoned Zara, and you lost you, baby. you were asleep for seven days. carl is getting married to someone else and he seems to like her a lot.

I held my chest. The pain I was feeling right now was the worst pain, anyone could ever feel. I lost my baby, my precious baby, no it can’t be.

I didn’t even care about what Gwen said about Carl getting married, all I cared about was the fact that I lost my child.

I was still lost in thought when I heard my name. ” Zara, Zara, are you okay?” Carl asked, with a voice full of concern, holding my face.

I scoffed, shoving his hand away. “Is it true?” I muttered.

He looked at me in shock, and confusion, before saying, “What do you mean? Zara”

“Is it true that I lost my baby?” I asked, calmly.

He gasped, giving me a guilty look. “Zara, listen, I wanted to…”

“You wanted to what?” I cut him off.

“I wanted to tell you Zara, but I didn’t want you to get hurt.”

“You didn’t want me to get hurt, but I’m hurt, Carl. I am hurt and do you know what hurts the most, it was the fact you all made me keep my hope alive, you all made me envision a life with my child when that was never going to happen. It hurts Carl, it hurts to the core,” I said, and the tear that refuse to come out earlier was now pouring out, profusely.

“You should have told me, Carl, that way, it would hurt but wouldn’t hurt this much,” I added, wiping my tears and snot with the back of my hand.

“I wanted to Zara, but I didn’t know how to break the news, because you had not fully recovered by then,” Carl said, attempting to hold me, but I step backward, avoiding his grasp.

“Zara please,” he pleaded, guilt and fear written all over his features, but my heart was too bitter to care.

“Who poisoned me?” I asked, clenching my fist. Right now with the anger, I felt inside, I was sure that I wouldn’t spare whoever the person was if I know them.

“I… I haven’t caught the person yet, but I promise that I will.”

He didn’t catch the person, which means who so ever killed my baby, was alive and roaming freely. The thought only added to my rage and sorrow.

“Zara, I’m truly sorry, I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to apologize to me, you didn’t kill my baby after all, even though you failed to catch the person.

“Zara, it’s also my baby, and just like you, it pains me to know that our child was killed, and I couldn’t find the person.”

“You don’t know how I feel Carl, you are not the one who was carrying the baby in your womb.”

“What are you saying, Zara? Please don’t say that.”

“Forget what I said Carl, just find the person, who poisoned me, you have to find him/her,” I cried out. By now the people around were now giving us a curious look, and I didn’t want the attention, I didn’t want them to see me vulnerable, to pity me.

I quickly turned around, trying to leave but Carl held me back.

“Don’t just leave Zara, say something, anything,” he said, with a pleading look.

I shrugged, before saying, “I don’t have anything to say, Carl, I just want to be alone,” I retorted, before turning to leave.

“Zara, let me come with you, let me console you, let’s console each other,” Carl said in a pained voice.

I sighed, before replying “I’m sorry Carl, but I’d like to be alone. I want to sort out my feelings. I want to digest the fact that my baby is no more, so please let me go,” I pleaded, before running out of the arena.

Zara, I could hear Carl calling but I didn’t look back. I ran all the to the chamber, not bothering to close the door.

Immediately I was in there, I burst into tears. “Why did you take away my baby, why did you let them kill my baby, oh Lord,” I cried, caressing my belly.

It felt like my heart was about to explode like someone was squeezing the life out of me. I was wheezing and I felt dizzy. soon I couldn’t take it anymore, I tried to breathe, but I couldn’t. slowly, I felt myself drifting into darkness.

…

The spy watched as Carl and Zara, quarreled and although she could make out the words, she could tell that it was something serious.

When Zara left the arena, she thought about what could have happened between them that made Zara so upset. She decided to follow her hiding behind pillars to avoid getting caught.

when Zara entered her room, she stood near the door and watched her. Taking an occasional glance around to make sure there was no one in sight. Luckily enough for her, they were all in the arena, so it was just her and Zara.

She watched as Zara cried and lamented and she scoffed. “You should be happy that you’re still alive, instead of seating down here, sulking.”

After watching Zara for a while, she notice that Zara was lying on the ground. What could be wrong with her?

The spy looked around, before quietly entering the room. “Queen Zara,” she called, but there was no reply.

She inched closer, crouching down. “Queen Zara, are you okay?” she asked, and when she got no reply, she touched Zara and saw that she was unconscious.

An evil glint immediately flashed across her features and she thought. “Since I wasn’t able to kill you before Zara, I might as well just kill you now.”