"Kill her!"
"She is a disease"
"We lost our king because of her. Bring back our king or give us his killer's head"
The air crackled with tension, as the angry pack members of Nethez City, who had pooled infront of the castle, gnashed their teeth with fisted hands, cursing Sonia.
An elegantly-built woman in her early fifties appeared at the high podium amidst all that noise.
She wore brightly colored red lipstick and a smokey eye-make up to match. She had hair done up high, upon which a crown sat lazily.
Lined up behind her were the seven palace officials and elders.
One look at her and you could tell that Her Deviousness, Queen Dominica, is indeed in her best of moods today.
In fact, her joy knows no bound as she gazed down on the raging beasts below. Their reactions was exactly w
