Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 434

Chapter 434: Consequences Of His Actions

Queen Maeve’s anguish reverberated throughout the room, causing her maidservant to jump at every loud noise. The Queen’s quarters were in disarray, with broken items scattered about from her violent display of anger.

The upholstery was torn in two, and furniture lay overturned. Smoke lingered from a corner of the room, a result of the fire she had ignited in her tantrum, which had to be extinguished. This was not the first time the maidservants had seen Queen Maeve react violently, but this was the first time she seemed truly enraged.

Queen Maeve’s chest heaved as she struggled to catch her breath. Her pupils were dilated and wild, like those of a feral animal. Her eyes gleamed with fury and violence, her claws exposed, while her blood coursed with the desire to end the life of a certain Fae named Aldric.

How dare he?!

How dare he humiliate her in front of her court?!

It wasn’t enough that her husband, King Oberon, had disregarded her authority by abruptly ending the matchmaking party she had put so much effort into. Now, his wretched son dared to make a fool of her in front of everyone.

It was the feeling of helplessness that fueled her rage. She had been unable to defend herself when his shadows descended, cutting her off from reality. Before she could regain control of herself, Valerie had already led her out of the room.

Now, the Faeries of Astaria would say that she had fled with her tail between her legs, like a coward. But she was no coward but queen, the ruler of this palace, and this kingdom! She was supposed to be feared, second only to her husband the king, and yet a mere prince was able to threaten her!

Queen Maeve was boiling with anger, feeling as though she could explode. The empty fireplace at the corner erupted in flames as she exhaled, evidence of her power. Her maidservant shrieked and recoiled from the intense heat. Eventually, the flames subsided, leaving the wood burning steadily.

But it still wasn’t enough. Queen Maeve was consumed by a bloodthirsty rage. She wanted to release the overwhelming heat inside of her and reduce this wretched palace to ashes. However, what kind of queen would that make her? Innocent lives would be lost, while those she truly wished dead would remain unharmed. Her reputation would be ruined, and her co-wife Nirvana would surely seize the opportunity to take her place.

She knew that Nirvana had been lurking like a shark, waiting for a chance to strike and destroy her. Queen Maeve would not give her that chance. So, as furious as she was, she had to contain it. Destroying objects in her room was the only way to vent her frustration. She had become quite skilled at holding her emotions in check over the centuries.

Suddenly, the door swung open and a royal guard entered the room, hesitating at the sight of the destruction. He quickly averted his gaze, pretending not to have witnessed anything. He knelt before her.

"Your Majesty, Fae Queen Maeve."

Finally, Queen Maeve turned, her hands clenched at her sides, her eyes still burning with anger. However, her expression softened at the sight of the guard, only to harden once more when she noticed his empty hands.

"Where is she?" Her voice was low and threatening.

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