Serena
I hissed lowly when my pasta kept slipping through my fork. I couldn't concentrate as my eyes kept flickering to the man who sat opposite me, close to queen Sage on the dining seat.
He wouldn't even look my way, "What a coward." I hissed slowly again and forced a huge quantity of pasta onto my fork and raised it up to my already opened mouth.
The man cleared his throat and looked at queen Sage who maintained her calm demeanor like he wasn't the same one who had tried to hurt her based on some crazy claims.
"I will appreciate it if you just quietly follow us back to serve your punishment and, of course, that of the late queen who I hope is rotting in hell."
I banged my fist on the table and the man flinched, including Indie who was quietly picking on her food without uttering a single word. "What the hell was that for?" She whispered to me and nudged my side with her hand.
