Chapter 501: With Carl involved?

"Bring her a seat. She’ll sit right here beside me."

Now glancing around, Queen White searched for the perfect spot to wedge Nnenna into their planning committee.

Nnenna froze in place as a chair was being dragged beside the Queen, with the weight of royal doom attached to it.

Carl’s role was indispensable, so of course he had to stay.

Who could possibly move?

Her husband, obviously.

As if reading her mind, King White’s face darkened a shade. His eye twitched.

Queen White finally turned to him, not with affection or warmth, but with purpose.

"Move over," her look said. Not a word spoken. Just royal level pressure beaming directly at his soul.

King White blinked. Have I... become an outsider in my own home?! The betrayal!

No. I refuse. I’m the King. She can’t just push me aside like this. I won’t move. I’m making a stand right here

But he didn’t dare meet her eyes.

Instead, he looked away. Maybe if he pretended not to notice her, she would spare him?

She did not spare him.

In fact, her gaze only grew more intense with every passing second, like a silent countdown to doom. One eyebrow arched.

One...

Two...

Three...

BAM

invisible pressure crushed

and scooted his chair over with the grace of a defeated cat. The servant behind him stepped forward

man

the very picture of

clapped happily as the

sit down

by the whirlwind of

sulked

had lost his throne in

pulled Nnenna down beside her once the king begrudgingly shifted, couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy for King White. Even Arthur, who usually looked like the

felt bad for the man. Very

strangely... he had a sinking feeling this might be his own future one day, especially if he and Nnenna ended up together and had kids. He could already see it: a royal household where Queen Nnenna would rule, and he would be quietly sipping tea, trying not

at her. She hadn’t said a word to him

the same wounded

convince Queen White like he promised her, and

quiet and keep

other hand, felt her energy leave her body the moment Queen White reached

It was a catalogue.

A very thick one.

shade, cut, and layer of dress design

didn’t she say

this book feel like

barely made it past page one before her soul began to wither. This was

it over her eyes, then

her eyes

kept calmly eating, eyes fixed on his

truth was, he

for help the moment she raised her hand. He had been noticing her since

He wanted to help.

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