LEAH
The paper is heavy in my hand and I’m still staring at it as I feel Queen Reyna’s eyes on me, her frame towering over mine.
“You shouldn’t be going through my council papers, Leah.”
Her voice is cool, but there’s a bite under it. I can feel the tension from the whole Vince situation radiating off of her. Goddess, a lot must be going through her head right now.
Who knows if the council would even blame her for not being a competent leader? Because obviously, all they know how to do is point accusing fingers. Wait… am I getting worried for the Queen of all faes? Or am I worried about my mother.
I shake the lingering question away from my mind as she takes the letter from me before I can even think about moving, slipping it into her desk drawer.
“What was it?” I ask, my voice
