Serena stormed into the consort hall without hesitation. Her eyes locked on Janina, who sat smugly in the seat that once belonged to Lirvana. Fury burned through her veins as she strode up, seized the Beta by her arm, and yanked her out of the chair and landed a stinging slap across her face.
Gasps followed, every consort frozen in disbelief at what had just happened.
Lirvana, arriving just in time to witness it, felt her lips curl into a satisfied smile. Perfect. If this escalated, the king would see that only she had the strength and composure to truly rule as head consort. This chaos suited her just fine.
Janina’s hand flew to her cheek, fury sparking behind her eyes. This human had dared to strike her, and in front of everyone. She wanted to retaliate, to rip Serena apart with words
