# Chapter 7: Sincere Words
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 7 of "Forgotten Wife: Let the Traitors Kneel Down". In this chapter, tension quietly simmers beneath the surface, hearts wrestle with unspoken doubts, and a plan begins to take shape that could either crown a queen or doom her before she ever gets the chance to shine. So settle in, because this chapter is packed with raw emotion, quiet heartbreak, and just enough hope to keep us turning the pages.
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The rest of that day passed like a cold shadow slipping through the palace halls. Maya was avoiding Cassian, and he could feel it in every empty glance, every turned shoulder, every excuse she gave him. She said she was busy. She said she was tired. She said they would talk later. But later never came.
Cassian paced back and forth in his room, trying to retrace every conversation, every moment, trying to find the exact place where he might have hurt her. His mind was a storm of worry and confusion. A knock came at his door, and his heart leapt—*Maya?* He rushed to open it, only to find Alessandro standing there. Disappointment flickered across his face like a dying candle.
“Ah, it’s you,” Cassian muttered.
“You were expecting someone else,” Alessandro observed with a small, knowing smile.
“No, come in.”
Alessandro stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Tomorrow was the appointment ceremony, and Cassian was already feeling the weight of it pressing down on his chest. He hadn’t attended a major social event in a long time, and he admitted it openly to his friend. Alessandro, ever loyal, said he came to keep him company.
But Cassian was thoughtful. He asked about Abril instead—shouldn’t Alessandro be with her? This was her first social event, after all. Surely she must be trembling with nerves.
Alessandro almost laughed. More than nervous, she was excited. Genuinely, vibrantly excited. So excited, in fact, that she had exhausted herself and broken another seal of her magic in her sleep, collapsing into a deep, peaceful rest.
Still, there was worry beneath Alessandro’s calm words. The nobles were cruel. They had drowned in hatred for King Venobich, and that hatred would likely spill onto Abril the moment she stepped into their sight. Cassian understood that all too well. They both knew the court could be a pit of vipers, and Abril, with all her innocence and hidden power, would be walking right into the center of it.
“Maybe it’s not a good idea for her to appear during the appointment ceremony,” Cassian suggested carefully.
But Alessandro shook his head. He didn’t want to hide her. He wanted everyone to recognize her as his queen. And so, the two of them began to craft a different plan. Not a withdrawal—but a dramatic entrance. A moment that would steal the breath from every noble in the room. An entrance so powerful that no one would dare look down on the queen of the kingdom.
Meanwhile, April was far away in her dreams, learning from a mother who was already fading. A week had passed since she had broken another seal, and her mother, Sophia, had poured every remaining moment into teaching her daughter how to control her magic—how to shape it, how to wield it, and if necessary, how to defend herself with it. April still struggled, grasping at the edges of control like trying to hold water in her hands, but she was growing. Slowly, she was becoming something fierce.
But every lesson ended with the same warning, repeated like a sacred chant:
*Remember, April, you must not show your power. You must always hide it.*
Those words became a spell, a commandment etched deep into her bones. *I must not show my power. I must hide it from others.*
That night, as her training came to an end, Sophia looked at her daughter with soft, sorrowful eyes. She cradled April’s cheek in her palm and told her the words April had been waiting to hear: she was ready to break another seal.
“Do you really think I’m ready?” April asked, her voice fragile with hope.
“Yes,” her mother said. “You have become strong. And this is even before your power has fully awakened. April, you are very powerful. Your magic has no limit. But that makes you dangerous. Many will see you as their enemy. Your path will not be easy. That is why I want to prepare you—because there will come a time when I will not be able to help you. A time when you will have to walk alone.”
April felt her heart clench. “Will you leave?”
Her mother’s gaze softened, filled with a love that crossed the boundary of life and death. “Actually, I shouldn’t be here anymore. I died a long time ago. But I couldn’t leave completely because I didn’t want to leave you alone. I wanted to protect my little one. But when the last seal is broken, I…”
April never heard the rest. A maid was shaking her shoulder, pulling her from the dream.
“Your Majesty, you must wake up. Today is the dance—there are many things to prepare.”
April bolted upright. “What time is it?”
“It’s almost noon.”
Panic struck her like lightning. “Why didn’t you wake me earlier? The naming ceremony is at noon!”
The maids exchanged nervous glances, none daring to tell her the truth—that the king had already decided she would not attend the appointment ceremony at all. Before the tension could grow, the door swung open.
It was him.
Alessandro stood in the doorway like a vision from another world. He wore a white suit decorated with gold, and a deep red cape rested upon his shoulders. April had seen him in formal attire only once before—on their wedding day—and now she stood speechless, completely captivated by the man standing before her.
He dismissed the maids with a simple command, and the room fell into a quiet intimacy.
“You look very handsome,” April said softly, her cheeks warming.
“Thank you.”
“I fell asleep,” she murmured, suddenly flustered. “Let me ask the maids to get me ready quickly.”
But Alessandro placed his hands on her shoulders, gentle but firm. “Wait a minute.”
“It’s late. If I don’t hurry, I won’t be ready on time.”
“That’s exactly what I came to tell you.”
“What’s happening?”
His eyes held hers with quiet determination. “I don’t want you to be at Cassian’s naming ceremony.”
April’s heart stumbled. “Why not?”
“I don’t want the nobles to see you before the ball.”
A thousand dark thoughts flooded her mind. *Is he ashamed of me?* She asked the question aloud, her voice trembling.
Alessandro cupped her face firmly, his gaze steely and sincere. “Never.”
“Then I don’t understand,” she said, frustrated. “Yesterday you agreed that I should attend.”
“During the appointment ceremony, only high-ranking nobles usually attend,” he explained patiently. “When you make your first social appearance, I want all the nobles to be present. I want everyone to be left with their mouths open when they see you. That’s why I decided it’s best to wait until the ball—so that every single one of them knows that you are my wife. My beloved queen.”
April nodded, but her disappointment was written all over her face. Seeing this, Alessandro softened.
“Aby, I know you were looking forward to this. But I want to make it very clear that they must respect you, and this is the best way to do it. Do you trust me?”
She couldn’t hide the sadness in her eyes, but she trusted him. More than anything. “Yes, I trust you. Let’s do things as you say.”
Alessandro told her the plan he had crafted with Cassian—their strategy for her grand, unforgettable entrance. Then he kissed her gently and whispered, “Thank you for trusting me.”
“I always will. I put my faith in your hands.”
Those words, so sincere and so absolute, struck something deep inside Alessandro. For a moment, guilt pierced through him, because once—not so long ago—he had imagined using her as a weapon. She had never known. And now, standing before him, offering her heart without reservation, that old shadow felt like a betrayal.
But this was not the moment to dig up buried sins. Tonight, plans were set in motion. And soon, the whole kingdom would see the queen he had chosen.
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## Reader’s Impressions & Star Rating
This chapter is a beautifully layered emotional bridge between quiet domestic tension and grand ambition. Watching Cassian flounder over Maya’s sudden distance is heart-wrenching—you can feel his confusion radiating off the page. At the same time, April’s relationship with her mother carries such tender, heartbreaking stakes, since every seal she breaks brings her one step closer to losing her mother’s spirit forever. The highlight, though, is Alessandro’s devotion—even when his methods cause April pain, his sincerity is palpable. It’s a chapter of preparation and quiet promises, setting the stage for something explosive.
⭐️ Rating: 4.7 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
The ball is coming, and with it, the moment of truth! April will finally step into the world of nobles wearing her queen’s crown—but all eyes will be watching her with suspicion, resentment, and hatred. I predict a dramatic, jaw-dropping entrance that silences the crowd, followed by hidden threats, veiled insults, and perhaps a confrontation that forces April to reveal a glimpse of her dangerous power. And with her mother’s mysterious warning hanging over her head, the breaking of the last seal may come far sooner—and far more tragically—than anyone expects.
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