Chapter Sixty Two: A promise of more punishment and a new series of hopelessness part two
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Queen Helena interjected as though she had said something absolutely snide-ish, as though she had said something to insult her.
"Yes, the food of my land. The food that is only here because I exist, because my forefathers existed. Food that is not supposed to have ever graced the mouth of a peasant like you. Food from my palace.
This is my food. And you dare think yourself worthy of sitting in that seat and eating my food, of being within my palace? Like I asked, what did you do? What kind of magic did you use on my son? I refuse to accept that you did not do anything to him. How the hell did you enchant him? And I need you to remove that enchantment right now, or else you're going
