The news had spread about Celeste being assigned by the king himself to become Queen Vamara’s companion, a news that enraged Nyssa.
Her hands paused over the bouquet she was choosing for the queen’s welcoming ball. She had tried everything to get into the queen’s good graces.
She’d thought the punishment of being locked in the den would break Celeste and remind her of her place. But now, Syzar’s decision fueled Nyssa’s anger like never before.
“What? What does that crazy hag know? That stupid slave must have manipulated her somehow and got to Syzar through her!” she screeched.
Her servants bowed their heads. “You are right, Mistress. It’s so sudden and unnatural for Alpha Syzar to give a mere slave, a Crossvale princess, that role. It’s absurd!”
Nyssa lost her temper. “Let me go see t
