Chapter 29: Rael Sutekh?
Rael barged into the throne room, with no one stopping him.
If anything, the guards let him through, which wasn't strange, considering the context of the message he had received.
Zafira was leisurely sitting on her throne, eating an apple.
However, that pissed him off even more.
"Zafira... What the fuck?"
"Rael, I know how you must be feeling, but I promise you won't have any obligations," Zafira replied, her expression firm.
"I believe marriage should be political or out of love—this is neither," Rael shot back.
Of course, the message that caused him to lose his shit was a marriage proposal by none other than Queen Zafira Sutekh herself.
He was flattered, sure.
But...
What the fuck is she thinking?
"Would you rather have me marry some old man?" Zafira asked with a tilt of her head. "There are many who seek my hand in marriage, but all of them see me for my status, while you, on the other hand, don't."