Chapter 72. Took His Time

Althea was startled by Gavriel’s sudden change of mood. It was moments like this that made her hate the fact she couldn’t read his mind. Just a while ago, he had looked soft, even concerned. Now his face was etched with annoyance.

“I don’t know what you truly feel, Your Majesty, but I wouldn’t dare assume you care for someone like me,” she said quickly, trying to steady her voice. “If you want my father, then I thought it best to keep me unharmed. I’ve presumed all your generosity was only for that reason. After all, I’m nothing more than a pawn… a bait.”

Her words tumbled out as she gripped the hand he had around her throat.

His eyes narrowed, and with a twisted smile he hummed, “Now you call me Your Majesty... yet when I claim you, you cry my name.”

Althea swallowed hard, her pulse quickening. A moment ago, he was angry that she had assumed he cared for her. Now he seemed displeased with her formality. Which was it?

‘Damn this beast,’ she cursed inwa