Laurence’s POV
I was so livid I was shaking. All of this—this whole circus—was a mirage. Unreal. The nerve of that Royal monster knew no end. I was glaring daggers at him when I heard the female start laughing.
“You really think that was Andrew?” she said, her voice thick with mockery. “Oh, you foolish little man. That was all me.”
This time, I laughed. Delusional little creature. As if a woman could wield any real power. Women were all the same—weak, soft, emotional burdens. Always causing problems, never solving them. A waste of energy. The list went on and on and on.
“Oh, you are a delusional one, aren’t you?” she purred, eyes glowing gold. “You’ve forgotten so much about our kind, little man.”
I locked eyes with her, letting my annoyance show.
“Little girl, I’ve forgotten nothing
