Chapter 93

At the king's court.

"Never will a slave be our Queen." The lord of domestic affairs yelled in a docile tone, eyes straining, and veins popping out of his body.

The air was tense and enveloped with a thick silence. Anger was simmering and filling the air.

There was tension in the court. Confusion and argument.

Almost all the lords and Elites had turned against Jace, and the idea of him getting mated to a mere slave infuriated them. The mere thought caused their fang to elongate and their claw to emanate.

Distaste and irritation were etched on their face.

Neither a slave nor a son of a...