Chapter 22

Vetta stormed to the king’s door, but the two guards blocked her way. It was the first time they stopped her from seeing the king, and it made her furious.

“Move away from the door, now!” she commanded them.

They bowed their heads. “I’m so sorry, Mistress. The messenger is in the room, and the king instructed that nobody should disturb him.”

She stopped and listened carefully. She couldn’t hear anything. The king’s chambers had thick walls, but she wasn’t thinking clearly at that moment either.

“I dare you to place a filthy finger on me!” She stormed past them and pushed the big door open, but she stopped short when she saw she had indeed interrupted an important business meeting.

A messenger stood at the center of the room with a long scroll, reading out loud from it while the king sat behind his desk, listening attentively.

When Vetta stormed in, they stopped and stared at her. Anger darkened King Lucien’s eyes.

“Vetta?” One word. A loaded