I stood there in confusion as I looked at the woman in front of me who had her head down like she was bowing to me.
She looked old and if my mother was still alive I'd say they would be around the same age.
Who was she? And why would she call her Queen?
“I'm sorry, I didn't see you coming,” I apologize but she shook her head,
"I'm sorry my Queen, I should have been more careful,” she said and I furrowed my brows in confusion,
"Why are you calling me that? Everyone here hates me and nobody even accepts me as the King's mate not to mention calling me Queen, that's crazy,” I said as a laugh escaped my mouth but there was nothing funny about the sound.
The woman opened her mouth to speak but just before she could say anything, someone appeared at the kitchen door and she quickly turned a
