A demon

"You certainly do, Your Majesty. We would never speak falsely against our king. But please, consider the greater future of this kingdom," Minister Gregory implored, still kneeling alongside the others.

Belle's father flicked his gaze toward her, a wicked smirk curling his lips, malice gleaming in his eyes.

"So, you suggest I abandon the child in her womb and forsake them both? What wise men you are!" Hezekiah sneered, stepping down from his throne and advancing toward the ministers. At his approach, they instinctively crawled backward, fear tightening their expressions.