Family

Victoria's POV

We were sitting in my house as Genia poured us hot cups of Coffee. It had started raining as soon as the Queen left, casting a dark dreary atmosphere to compliment our already gloomy moods. No one spoke a word and we all drank the Coffee soundlessly. The sound of rain, pattering against the window pane of my house was the only tangible noise that could be heard.

I still couldn't believe what had happened. Did I really confront The Queen, one of the most feared woman in the world? Surprisingly, I felt no unease at my heart, I knew that it was the right thing to do and given another chance, I would still do it the same way. The only drawback of the whole situation was that Maland refused to talk to me now. He stood at the furthest corner, refusing to meet anyone's gaze and he had even stopped talking to poor Genia, who was really upset by all this.