Chapter 55

Darius’s POV

The door to my chambers burst open, and a fuming Isabelle stormed in.

“I want her head. I want her dead!” she yelled in anger.

I didn’t care for whatever she was ranting about. The only thing I cared for was the audacity this clueless idiot had to burst into my chambers without permission.

“Have you lost your mind?” I asked in a cold voice, glaring at her. The fury in my eyes was unmistakable.

She had the sense to understand that one wrong word at that moment could cost her her life. She took a moment to calm down.

“I apologize for barging in. I was understandably not in the right state of mind.”

Like I care.

“This is not Nordahm and certainly not your father’s castle where you can act as you please. The next time you barge into my presence without permission, I will not care whose daughter you are. Do you understand?”

I stared at her, letting the weight of my words sink into her head.

“Yes,” she murmure