HANNAH
“Come here, Rufus.” The Queen stretched her hand into the dog’s direction, and I spotted a ring on her finger with a huge ruby stone. The stone was shining in the same color as the eyes of the demon beast. The dog moved to her side, rubbing its giant head against her pale palm.
“Guard! Why isn’t she chained in the dungeon?” She grunted, not even looking at the poor wounded man on the floor but throwing invisible daggers at me. And I scoffed. Why should I be in the dungeons? I was no criminal.
“Excuse me, madam Queen. I just left my room to take a short walk. It was surely not my intention to stress your…pet.” I said with my chin lifted high and she narrowed her eyes at me, her lips stretched into a thin line.
“You dare to talk to me? I shall speak to my son about such behavior.
