Chapter One Hundred One
The weight of being a Queen.
Fate Pierce’s Point of View
“Please take a rest, Luna.”
As if Draco’s words were an order, I absentmindedly let my eyes rest. The sound of the book closing signified that the man had put it in his hand to cut the hours that I had spent learning about what I needed to contribute to the meeting. Even if Clayton assured me that he wanted my personal opinions, I do not want to sit and face the council with sheer innocence.
My mind could still remember that I did that on the first meeting, and almost snapped at him. He was being careful with his words because his order are final. That is the weight of being a King. Clayton needed to see this problem in all possible lights and find the best solution.
I wanted to have an opinion but fo
