"Are you going to kill me too like you did to my sister?" Mila asked fiercely, her eyes meeting Liam's and there Mila could see the emotions Liam was trying to hide. "Was my guess wrong?" Mila asked again in a mocking tone.

Now that Mila had regained her memories, she understood why Aaric had insisted that she didn't want to return to this place.

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Of course, who would want to return to this cursed place and marry the murderer of your own sister?

"You better watch your words and don't let anyone else hear it," Liam warned Mila in a somber tone.

"Or else?" Mila snorted, she pulled away the blanket that covered half of her body. "What if someone else heard about this? Are you afraid that your image will be ruined in front of your people? When they found out that their leader killed the rightful queen- to- be?"

Liam didn't respond to those words and just stood there, unmoving, with a calculated look at the woman in front of him.

"Why are you silent? Are you lost for words? Or are you looking for a reasonable excuse for you to tell me?" Mila's tone rose even higher as she was irritated by the silence she was receiving from Liam. "Tell me, why did you kill my sister?"

Liam still chose to stick to a silent response.

Meanwhile, Mila had lost her temper and intended to pounce on the king, no, she would kill the person who killed her sister.

But, before she could set her feet on the floor, something held her hand back, something cold and hard.

Instinctively, Mila turned her head to see what was happening and the sight she saw only made her think of one word to describe her current situation, such as; irony.

Mila's right hand was cuffed with a metal chain, which ended on the wall behind a large maroon wooden wardrobe.

"You really make me feel at home," Mila said sarcastically, shaking the chain around her right wrist. "I think it was only a few days ago that I was treated like this and I thought that with my successful escape from the research center I wouldn't have to experience such an embarrassing situation again, but I was hopelessly wrong."

Mila hated when she had to be restrained like this and Liam was not helping at all to repair his damaged image in Mila's eyes by doing all this.

"Am I also a prisoner here? I thought I was a princess as well as your future queen?" Mila sneered, she wore a disgusted expression when she said 'your future queen'. "This was a wrong move to get my attention the first time we met. I am not sure even if we get married later, our marriage will last long if this is how you treat me."

Liam then turned his attention away from Mila and walked toward the exit. "I will let you go when you are much calmer."

Liam turned around and walked toward the door, but after only three steps, he turned quickly and caught a vase of flowers which Mila managed to reach before throwing it at his back.

The poor flower vase then shattered to pieces when Liam gripped it too tightly.

"Stop trying to hurt me." Liam threw the shards of the vase carelessly and dusted his hands to get rid of the tiny shards of glass. "It is fine if it is just you and me, but I hope you can keep your attitude in check in front of the elders. Looks like you have regained your memories, so I don't have to tell you how to behave in front of them."

Yes, if Mila remembered the incident fifty-five years ago regarding the murder of her sister, then it was certain that she had regained her memory as well.

And after throwing that warning with a threatening tone, Liam turned around and continued walking toward the exit, ignoring Mila who growled angrily and tried to free herself from the shackles that bound her.

Mila used her claws and fangs to break the iron chain, but this thing didn't break or even got scratched at all.

What was this thing that they actually used to shackle her?

"Aarrgh!" Mila screamed desperately. That goddamn king had locked her up in this damned place!

Maybe Mila's screams could be heard in the corridor, or maybe she had intended to enter this room earlier, but not long after, a young woman opened the door and stepped into the room.

From her distant memory, Mila could still remember who the woman that entered the room was.

"Arabella," Mila hissed as she greeted Aaric's half- sister.

"Oh, I am glad you remembered my name," Arabella said cheerfully. "That means you have got your memories back. So, be nice to me since I brought you here."