Princess Elena’s POV
I retrieved my AI Technology project from the cloud where I’d saved it. Every file, every line of code, every design plan was there, untouched. I went through it carefully, adjusting and refining it so it could serve my purpose now. This wasn’t just a project anymore, it was my leverage. My ace.
By the time breakfast was ready, I had made my decision. The Queen would be there in the main dining lounge. I just had to wait for the right moment. The doors opened, and I walked in, my heels clicking softly against the polished floor. Eyes snapped to me immediately. My aunties, my cousins, even some of the servants who dared to peek, they all glared. Venom dripped from their stares like they wanted to cut me down with their eyes.
I slid into my chair with delibera
