“ … Your Majesty, your tea.”
Queen Melissa received her tea quietly as she sat down in her chair. Her gaze was icy cold, as she slowly sipped her maid's brewed tea.
“I seem to be too careless this time, Teresa. Just because I feel this kingdom has become mine, I forgot that there is still one important noble power that has not obeyed my orders yet.”
Melissa muttered to herself as she finished the cup of tea Teresa had prepared. Since the hunting competition had started and almost all the men had left to participate in the competition, Melissa as a woman was left alone in her resting tent.
“That damn king too … It seems I've been too soft on him to the point where he feels like he can act on his own. Should I kill him after this? No, no. A King must be above eighteen years old to take f
