Fate be damned

Ophelia stormed into the throne room, her eyes flaring with rage as she approached Dominik, who was chained and flanked by guards. Dominik's lips parted to speak, but Ophelia's harsh slap sent his head snapping to the side.

"What were you thinking when you infiltrated Leimpia? What were you thinking when you killed Boris?!" she yelled, her voice echoing off the walls.

Dominik slowly turned his head, his eyes wide with shock as blood trickled from his nose. "Don't you understand what I'm trying to do? I love you! I'll protect you from all these—"

"Shut up!" Ophelia's growl cut him off, her eyes flashing into their golden reptilian form. "Are you not listening to me?!"

Dominik's frown deepened. "Tell the guards to release me, so we can talk privately." He shot a glare at Rhaziel and Esmeralda, who stood behind Ophelia, their eyes locked on him in a fierce stare.

Ophelia scoffed incredulously. "Why should I do that?"