IMELDA'S POV

"Derek," Mirabelle called, caressing my chest and I turned to look at her, giving her my attention.

"When will you get rid of Imelda?"

"You have me here already so you don't need her anymore," Mirabelle pouted.

I grabbed my glass and poured myself a drink, pushing Mirabelle aside.

"If you really want to get rid of her that much, meet the council of elders yourself," I replied dismissively, not sparing her a glance.

Ever since she stepped into the royal house, she has been all clingy and annoying. She hardly gives me breathing space and with her it's always stuffy.

"It's your life and you get to...