Fear gripped Danika, but she didn’t let it show. She bowed her head. “Please, f-forgive me, Your Majesty. I lost track of… everything,” she whispered.
He stared at her; disdain written all over his features. “Drop that book,” he snarled.
She dropped the book as if it burned her hand.
“Kneel.”
Her knees sank to the floor. She held her hands together and twisted them.
“Come here.” He looked so angry; he scared her.
She walked on her knees towards him. Her knees aching, she stared up at him. He leaned down and his hand went to her neck. He wrapped his big hand around her collared neck and squeezed, choking her. Danika’s eyes widened as her breathing hitched, and she found it hard to draw in breaths. His hand tightened; his eyes blackened in dull rage.
“You don’t ever come in here ag
