Pink Sapphire

Within the walls of the palace, more chaos was unfolding than expected. Queen Melissa had stormed into her quarters that night like a raging lion. She was pissed beyond what words could describe. Her wrinkles were visible, and her lips were dry from constant screaming.

"How could he do such... it was a flawless plan," she roared, but no one could provide her with a sufficient answer. Kora was gone; there was no need to keep her. The baby was no heir. Her plans once again had fallen in the mud, and it was all thanks to Rowan.

"Mother," Theron called, stepping inside, and Queen Melissa's cold eyes snapped toward him.

"And you," she hissed. "Where have you been?" she snapped.

Theron smiled, then sat down. "I had some urgent matters to take care of. Hope I did not miss the fun?" he glanced at his mother, and one word stood out...

"Shut up."