Chapter 16 Realisation

The king's pov

The question my wife spat at me hung in the air, vibrating with a venom that made my skin crawl. I stared at her, the woman I had made my Queen, and felt a coldness settle in my bones that no fire could warm.

""I swear to the moon goddess, Maris. Now watch me,"" I growled, the words ...

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