Chapter 32: Old Bedroom
"How dare she! Where did she get the nerve?! A lowly pest! Arrogant wench!"
The Queen flung the bedroom door open with a resounding thud, marching inside with heavy steps that seemed to echo like the footfalls of a giant. A thick, leather-covered book was tossed onto the bed, and she puffed her chest with a tangible sense of fury soaring within her being.
The King trailed behind her, quietly closing the door to conceal his wife’s escalating tantrum.
Fleur Ruan spun around to face her husband, her complexion reddening as she unleashed another round of frustration,
"How could you let this happen?! You promised you would convince her to stop that crazy Valentine dog! How dare she say yes to the duel! Who does she think she is?!"
Euris watched as the Queen’s tantrum progressed, pursing his lips, a deep wrinkle forming between his thick eyebrows.
Truthfully, he was perplexed himself. Aideen had never been confident; therefore, making decisions or voicing her opinions were things he never expected her to do.
’How did he manage to do that? How did he make her so brave and confident over such a short period of time? I do not like it one bit... Something is definitely going on with these two.’
As the King emerged from his inner musings, he noticed that Fleur had finally calmed down and was now standing next to their bed, quiet and angry, her red, swollen eyes glaring at him intently.