Giovanna

Isabela approached me with a sinister smile on her face, her eyes shining with malice. She was no longer hiding under the mask of good manners, and her words were direct and cruel.

"Do you really think you can have something with the prince? You know he's promised to Lyandra, don't you? You better stay away from him, if you don't want your life to turn into hell," Isabela threatened, getting even closer.

My hands trembled with anger, and my eyes threw flames. How dare she threaten me in this way? I wasn't the kind of person who let himself be easily intimidated, and his audacity only made me even more determined.

"You have no right to interfere in my life or my feelings," I replied in a firm voice. "What the prince and I decide is our problem, not yours. Your threats don't scare me."

Isabela laughed, as if she were having fun with the situation. "Let's see how long you'll be able to maintain this arrogant attitude. You have no idea how powerful I am."

I stared at her with a challenge