Irida stormed through the compound. Every guard and member of staff shrinking back from her. Dressed from head to toe in a deep red, she looked regal and fierce.
Why wasn’t Eli getting any of her messages? She cursed the human technology, phones needed to be charged. If he was still in the desert he would have no chance of finding a power source.
She leant her hands on the wooden table in front of her, she needed more information on what was happening. Feeling powerless, she slammed her fists down on the table. Sending a giant c***k through the surface. Wood splintered from the force of her strength. Cursing, she shouted for a guard.
“Get this taken out, and find me a new one. Something stronger than that rubbish!”
“Yes your majesty.” With a bow, the guard disappeared.
Seething,
