(Anthony’s POV)
“Where is she?” I asked, taking off my gloves and giving it to the female servant.
Jeff lowered his head. “She’s inside, my lord.”
I just came back after a long day of pretending to care about the plague. The King has been successfully isolated, and the weak Queen locked herself in the room and is crying about it. They have no idea that they're helping me a lot with their negligence.
They have no idea that I am already slowly taking over the entire Kingdom. That's the magic of hurting the ones they love. It makes them stupid.
My loyal squire opened the wine cellar where we kept her captive. It's been two days, I believe.
“Hmmmpp!!! Ahmmmpp!!!”
I was immediately greeted by her desperate attempts to scream.
There, in the corner of the room, is Lady C
