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

crushed his resistance in an

and scooted his chair over with the grace of a defeated cat. The servant behind him stepped forward to assist, but the King waved him off with a dramatic flick of

down with the grumpy resignation of a man who just lost custody of his own wife, to

was the very picture

Queen White clapped happily as the new seat was placed beside

to sit down as

of royal chair politics

White sulked in

just lost his seat. He had lost

king begrudgingly shifted, couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy for King White. Even Arthur, who usually looked like the furniture mattered more than human interactions, gave his father a subtle side glance of

for the man.

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

sideways at her. She hadn’t said a word to him since walking

the same wounded expression

to voice his feelings. He had already failed to convince Queen White

to stay quiet and

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

It was a catalogue.

A very thick one.

every possible shade, cut, and

say a few

book feel like

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

and placed it over her eyes,

her eyes

calmly eating, eyes fixed on his plate like nothing was

the truth

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

He wanted to help.

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