~{DEBORAH'S POV}~
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I wasn't expecting my father to reveal all that and yet he did and I didn't know how to feel anymore.
Yet one thing was for certain and it was the fact that I felt terrible.
Once again I had judged him wrongly.
I always mistook his decisions.
Was that why he went after Lady Bridget and Lord Quincy the way he did?
Was my mother also in that room that day? Because she was the Duke of the West's daughter.
Gradually, I was beginning to see clarity but I wasn't going to conclude yet until I spoke with the Marquis and…. Malcolm.
No one said a word, not even Hendrick because we were all trying to digest everything.
Although I was surprised at the fact that he opened up about the things he did to his enemy who was present.
At the same time I could understand because my father had nothing to lose.
He had the witches under his jurisdiction all because of the witch he had struck a deal with. Who exactly was this witch and is she still alive?
