His Sweet Little Mate by Obticeo Decatect

True to her words, Abby really marched to the great hall, as Deion gathered all the warriors in the palace, guards included, to follow their queen.

"Abby, you just woke up. I don't think you should exert yourself like this. Alan is already there. He can deal with the former king." Mirella frowned hard, feeling Abby didn't need to step in herself when she was still healing from a life threatening wound. "Yes, Abby, please reconsider your health, don't be too hard on yourself," Nadia completely agreed with the witch as she too tried to persuade Abby. "You should focus on recovering and also your newborn baby." Mirella was really concerned.

"No, guys. While I agree I probably need more rest, confronting Arthur is a more pressing issue." Abby said to them, her voice unhurried as Alyssa tied up her now waist length hair into a half bun. "I know Alan could deal with him for me just fine. But how many times? Eventually, I have to face him, so why don't I just do it today?" Mirella couldn't find any fault with her reasoning. "But what if things go south?"

"Well, let's hope I have enough muscle power to back me up." Abby gestured to the door, where Deion was waiting with the warriors under Alan and Dax.

And she made sure to make good use of the said muscle power, because she didn't enter the great hall alone, as Deion followed her until she reached the throne, where Arthur was sitting now, along with a bunch of elite warriors.

It had the desired effect when gasps rang out in the great hall, before Arthur seethed in fury. "What is the meaning of this? Are you challenging the throne?"

He really thought he had all the authority to hog the throne, didn't he? Abby felt like scoffing seeing his reaction, but she managed to school her expression as she had this blank yet cold gaze in her eyes instead.

"In what world do one need to challenge their own position?" Abby asked, seeming genuinely confused with Arthur's outburst.

"Then what do you call your actions now? Isn't it rebelling against the crown?"

"Look clearly, former king Arthur, ain't I wearing my crown?" Abby taunted him openly now, pointing at her own head, where her crown was sitting, a sight nothing but glaring in the former king's eyes. Enjoying the book? Don't forget to visit J o bni b.com for the full experience. You won't find the next complete chapter anywhere else. "As per my actions, I simply came to reclaim my position as the queen of this kingdom."

Her words were neither servile nor overbearing, but the former king felt his face burning with the invisible slap Abby dealt him with all the same.

only put him on the spot. "So, isn't it time you step down and go back to

giving those warriors a reason to put their hands on him? Arthur felt his

even held up hand as if to stop

reason to his face, where he claimed Abby was unconscious and needed every little assistance she could make use of while recuperating. He even implied she

show. If Arthur didn't know what was good for him, she wouldn't hesitate to lose violence. After all, she knew the former king wasn't easy to

yesterday to misunderstand Abby's intention and think

anything, the moment she said all those words, it only exposed all of Arthur's intentions, his thoughts he oh so tried

was running through the minds of the councilors, who had very patiently fallen silent during this whole

out as he looked behind the woman, where Deion and the few

the promise of violence if things didn't go as she planned, and if he let things go that far, it would

Arthur had to accept defeat for now, as he stepped

would have included him bowing to her, and after the humiliation he faced, doing that would only be

would be the end of it. He swore to himself as he returned to his seat beside Emile's, his former royal gamma, who was also sporting a furious glare, which he masked in time before anyone could notice. But of course, Abby wasn't naive to think Arthur

Chance, Toby and the few others started expressing concern over her health when Abby

friends." Abby said, almost cringing inwardly for addressing these old men as friends. But it was beside the

got a chance to meet mine

didn't have time to dwell on whatever they were feeling as she continued to speak her mind. "But, you don't have to feel bad about it. I took this chance to bring him in front of you." Abby then addressed someone standing near the door. "Let

a palace maid

Alyssa made her way to the queen with the prince in her arms, something really distinguished. It was as good as an introduction ceremony, even though the warriors solemnly bowing to her son wasn't planned