Amos’ pov
“You have a stupid sense of judgment and you won't like me to hurt them. That's why you are stalling.”
Did she think it would work?
"I don't care what you call me. But I want you to do something for me. I'll give you one more time to order them around as a princess. Don't act stupid, you never know who might betray you this minute," I sneered, relishing in the power play. This was my domain.
Her shoulders slumped, a sign of defeat already. Well, that was easy. "You will regret this," she muttered, defiance still evident in her voice. So she wouldn't go down without defeat, yeah?
"I won't," I retorted, my tone cold. "Take them all inside. Then you will walk me to the hidden bunker. That will be your people's temporary prison until I think of what to do with you lot," I comma
