The king stiffened and raised his head to give Vetta his full attention for a minute. “I was a slave for ten years. Does that mean I stopped being royalty in your eyes, Vetta?”
Her eyes widened, and she gasped in horror. s**t, why didn’t she just control her anger!?She knelt immediately and bowed her head. “I’m s-so sorry, Your Majesty. That wasn’t what I meant to imply”
He lowered his head again to his scroll. “I am busy. You’re dismissed,” he stated as he scribbled down on the new scroll.
Vetta felt so ashamed. Why couldn’t she just control her mouth for heaven’s sake!? But then, she fumed silently; he wasn’t giving her any attention! What was so important that he couldn’t leave it to attend to her? His mistress? “Yes, my king.” She bowed her head, doing her best to curb her fury, and
