“Not problem solved.” Her voice grated on my nerves and I felt my hands shift into my claws, but I kept them hidden.
I turned back to face them. “Yes Nina. It is. Because if you recall our conversation yesterday, these applications are going straight to the king’s email.” I turned my face to Thinius. “With his consent. So by the king’s decision, you have zero jurisdiction over my application table, nor the applications I am taking.”
“These applications go straight to the king?” One girl whispered, and I turned to give her a small nod and a wink.
“They do indeed.”
I turned back just in time to watch Thinius pale. “What?”
“What? Did Nina not tell you that these applications were routed straight to the king’s email?”
Thinius turned to look at Nina, and I watched her back up a step. “No,
