Arya’s POV

I stormed into Chase’s study, slamming the door open. There were people seated in a round table. They turned and stared at me like I was a book lost in a shelf but that was the least of my worries.

“Chase we need to talk” I said with my arms crossed. Chamberlin nudged me and I looked down, he looked pretty scared and I wouldn’t blame him. No one in that room had a friendly countenance

“Your highness I’m sorry I —“the guards approached me and I moved back.

“Don’t you dare lay your filthy hands on me” I spat. Contempt written on my face. I narrowed my...