She is a survivor.

Adalind will get her daughter back the only way she knows how. The Royals know no friends but themselves, but it is a risk she is willing to take. It does not matter if it means becoming their pawn again, if it means using less conventional methods. She will lose the only allies she will ever have but Adalind wouldn't have it any other way. For Diana she will do anything; the ends will have to justify the means.

A wedding. Perfect. She takes a whiff and smiles.

He falls for it.

The experience isn't entirely despicable. Pleasurable in fact, but under better circumstances, one she might have taken delight in. She acts on instincts, relies on the allure of the biest within. Those disarming eyes, pools of infinite blackness where she sees her true self, do not even recognize the lie. She must get it over with quickly, fear and hesitation only increased the distance between her and her baby. She is sleeping with the enemy, but there is no room for disgust.

She takes the first flight to Vienna. It maybe another mistake that will cost her greatly but at this point, Adalind is willing to try anything. After all, sacrifices have to be made for the ones we love.