Chapter 25

Arabella's point of view.

I rushed towards him and slapped my hand on his mouth, quickly blocking whatever rubbish he's planning on spouting out. I glared at him, sending him a silent threat, which he didn't take seriously as he slapped my hand away but as stubborn as I am, I didn't remove my hand because I'm not going to let me disgrace me.

"My queen, what are you doing?" Edward asked. "I love to hear about your childhood too" he added.

I smiled at him and shook my head.

"There's nothing interesting about my childhood, don't mind him" I told him.

Seeing as I wasn't going to move my hand, Arthur was left with no option but to bite my palm, which made me remove my hand from his mouth and glared at him.

"There are a lot of interesting stuff in her childhood, like one time she and Daphne went to a school party, they almost had..."

I slammed my hand on his mouth again and laughed dramatically loud, before flashing him another warning glare.