*Gene*
“These f*****g incompetent people!” I holler, speaking to no one in particular except myself. Not a Goddess-damn one of these imbeciles I call servants can tell me where the f**k Alpha Tristan is in this blasted place. It’s my own damn palace; people should be bowing to me, not to that i***t! I need to find him now to transfer power officially so that I can take control again.
This kingdom is mine, and mine alone!
“You!” I scream at the nearest butler, and the weak-minded little moron nearly jumps out of his skin.
“Y—yes, y—Your Majesty?” he mumbles.
“That’s right, I’m Your Majesty, not that i***t Tristan,” I holler at him. “And I need to find the useless Alpha now so I can get on with my… majestying!”
The moron just stares at me as if I hadn’t just issued a perfectly clear co
