Melody was in an awful mood today. Avery managed to escape from her grasp due to the noise from an argument between two maids. And for some reason, she has been unable to locate the whereabouts of her husband, all these made it feel like she was on the verge of exploding.

“Aren't you eating your meal, your majesty”. A maid said from behind her. “It's getting cold”. She added.

Hearing her voice made her feel irritated so she turned around in annoyance. “Who gave you permission to speak”? She asked.

“Well,” the maid began, nervously. “I felt that you've been staring at your meal for quite a while and...