Cress POV
It had been a few days since he had come and I could feel everyone’s detest towards him, hating the fact a human was here and, moreover, hating me for bringing him here in the first place.
Here I thought about keeping him as a slave, but his unwavering fear had begun to piss me. Everything had been irritating me.
My family wanted him dead and he had no fear of death. Nothing mattered to him, all of it mixed together and had begun to test my patience now.
I was in the throne room, sitting where I belong- on the throne. My parents pacing around in distress, Lucas leaning against the wall while I held a nonchalant face, losing my forbearance from inside.
Leaned back, resting one leg over the rest. My elbow resting on the armrest, making a fist, I rested my cheek on my hand, f
