QUEEN ROSE’S POV
I marched down the corridor, MY gown sweeping behind her like a moving storm.
Every servant I passed pressed themselves flat to the wall, heads bowed low, eyes avoiding my gaze.
Even the guards stepped aside too quickly, as if frightened the marble beneath them might crack under the weight of my fury.
I could taste it.
The rage and anger that I dispelled with every single step I took
I ignored all of them.
My mind was burning.
How dare he...?
After everything that child had suffered...?
To make her serve again? To scrub floors? To pay a debt she never owed?
My fury built with every step until it was almost a living thing wrapped around her ribs.
The more I thought about it, the further I was enraged.
The sinking quest to relinquish my rage unto him made me further upset.
When I reached the throne corridor, two royal guards stood stiffly at the double doors. They bowed deeply.
I could hear the laughter between him and his friends.
I clenched my fists in rage.
"Your Majesty," one began, "the King is-
She didn’t let him finish.
"Open the doors."
They hesitated for only half a breath.
I looked at them, my eyes sharply crossed. "This is my Kingdom. When I demand something you obey me without question!"
They hurried bowed in apology and the great doors swung open with a heavy echo.
Inside, the King sat with his council three Alphas and two Lycans reviewing scrolls on the long table.
His voice carried a practiced, easy authority as they laughed but he they silent the moment the doors closed behind Rose.
No one uttered a goddamn word.
When he saw my face, his own expression shifted.
"Rose?" He began gently as he sat up from his seat, wine still in his hand. "What happen-
I hand slammed onto the table.
Everyone jolted.
"Leave," i said.
That single word froze the room.
The King raised a brow. "Rose-
"I SAID LEAVE!."
My voice cracked across the chamber like a whip and the walls of the room shook.
The lit fires were now burning at an uncontrollable force.
The council members scrambled to their feet and hurried out so fast I didn’t even have to look at them.
The doors shut.
Silence swallowed the room.
I could feel my palm burning with fire.
My husband slowly walked up to me as he lowed his hand. "Take it easy Rose. Take it easy."
I closed my eyes and despite how angry I was, I calmed myself down.
My burning hands that were clenched in a fist were very slowly released.
The fires in the room calmed and the walls stopped shaking.
The King exhaled. "You frightened them."
"They should be frightened," i snapped, my voice trembling from pure, controlled rage. "You my husband should also be frightened."
He blinked. "Rose... what has happened?"
I stepped closer. Too close.
My small frame was nothing compared to his tall, battle-trained body but the fury in my eyes dwarfed him.
"I just found out," I whispered, "that you enslaved that child."
The King stiffened. "What?"
My voice rose like thunder.



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