IMELDA'S POV

The Queen kept rambling on and on about duties as we walked around the palace. I couldn't help but wonder if her mouth wasn't aching, having talked this much. It was tiring and exhausting just to listen to her.

The girls weren't doing better themselves. They were barely listening to a word she was saying but they just kept nodding to make her believe they were listening.

"Any plans on how to get rid of her?" Maya asked telepathically and I glanced at them but their eyes were both fixed on the Queen.

I remained quiet not replying to her. I'd rather endure the Queen's torture than talk...