King Godric tried to walk past Odessa, but she obstructed his way, her palms transfixed on her waist. She bore a baby face, unsure of what she was doing, but her eyes said otherwise.
He leaned closer to her, looked her in the eyes, his finger laid under her jaw as he raised it a bit, “What has come over you, female? On which audacity are you obstructing my part?”
Odessa sent her saliva rolling down her throat, her gaze flickered, and a sudden rage of heat flowed in her body. She shuddered at first but still held her head high, “I said that I won't leave until you tell me what caused such a huge scar on your back. Do you think I'm joking?” she widened her eyes, snapping at him.
“Do you realize you're speaking with the King? Are you nuts? Punished?!” he tilted his head to the side.
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