Chapter 48 - Mystery In The Castle

The King arched an eyebrow at her. His mate bravesness was rubbing off on her maid. He should be angered but he wasn't, not because of the baseless threat she had made while she had drove a dagger through his heart in the dinning hall, he knew that his blood was still present in her veins, any attempt to hurt her, either by herself or anyone else would be furtile but he enjoyed how things were going.

He found them, sought of, interesting.

"Oh! And the dinner?! The one before she was taken to see her family!"

Gwen bit her tongue before her tongue had the chance to sabotage her further by adding 'in the dungeon that you threw them into, your Majesty.'

He leaned further into his seat, repressing a smile, feeling his ego triple.

Pride.

"That was me."

She clapped. Her eyes misting with tears from how glad she was that had not been answered in the negative.

"You have the potential, your Majesty. We just need to sharpen it!"

His frown deepened.

Too far.