Queen Cleo Yates’ POV
When Mars’ father joined us at the table for dinner the atmosphere was one of shocked anxiety. Nobody else had expected him to face us given what we all knew deep down he was planning to do. I was the only one at the table who wasn’t surprised by his behaviour.
This was exactly what I had come to expect from him. He had no shame so he had no problems matching our gaze over dinner. Even when he knew that he was planning to betray us and maybe even kill us. Well, I wasn’t going to make this easy for him.
I placed my knife and fork on the plate in front of me and looked over towards Mars’ father. Everyone else around the table had their heads down as they ate. The sound of my cutlery touching the plate drew everyone's attention towards me.
“We are so lucky to have
