“I’ll make you eat it, Elena.”
“You sure seemed to think it was delicious.”
Leveria barked a laugh. Bhabhi Come now, Elena. She shimmied through my barricaded window and hopped on my board, then proceeded to slobber my face. “That’s my choice. “Don’t stop!” I screamed. “Are the rumors about my daughter true?”
“What rumors are these?”
“I’d prefer not to play your games outside of the court, Your Highness.” She replied with just the right amount of respect and contempt. “If you’re going to thank anyone, thank Sir Fraldias.” Glendian grumbled, rolling up bloody cloths, “If he hadn’t procured your severed tongue before the rats got it, I would’ve had to make you a new one, and I’m no Zander Fredeon. Still, news of Elena’s death might break the stone woman, and that would ultimately lead to the same outcome.
