The entire room was suspended in shock at Queen Victoria’s uncharacteristic outburst. The Autumn Queen, usually known for her calm and collected demeanor, had just landed a verbal blow against Queen Maeve, one that resonated with everyone present.
The air thickened, and the tension was palpable. Ministers shifted uncomfortably in their seats, some dabbing beads of sweat forming on their foreheads as the heat in the room seemed to rise with the intensity of the confrontation.
Queen Maeve’s lips pressed into a thin line, her fists balled at her sides. The insult stung deeper than she wanted to admit. Victoria’s words were a stark reminder that her position, once untouchable as the Fae Queen, had crumbled. Still, she wouldn’t let them see her falter.
Before Maeve could respond, Prince Valerie, seated at his father’s throne, stepped in, his voice slicing through the charged atmosphere.
"That’s enough!" His tone carried the authority of someone who expected to be obeyed. His disdainful gaze flicked between Queen Nirvana and Queen Victoria. "You wonder why you weren’t invited to this meeting? Right now, you’re proving exactly why we chose to leave you out."
Queen Nirvana’s eyes narrowed dangerously, her posture rigid as she spat back, "Shut up, you insolent child!"
Gasps of disbelief rippled through the hall. The nerve of Queen Nirvana, addressing Prince Valerie in such a manner, was almost incomprehensible.
"How dare you speak to me that way?
This isn’t the first time the kingdom of Astaria has been thrown into chaos. We’ve managed just fine, long before you were even born. Yet here you are, daring to assume power after a single attack on Oberon?"
Valerie’s jaw clenched as he stood taller, his voice sharp as he retorted, "It was not a small attack. My father nearly died!"
"And yet you refuse to let anyone see him. Not even his trusted advisor, Lennox," Queen Nirvana countered, her voice dripping with accusation. "What are you hiding?"
She laughed bitterly, the sound laced with suspicion. "You think no one notices? You’ve kept your father locked away, making decisions in his stead. Now the ministers, the people, will begin to wonder why."
Her words hit Valerie like a punch to the gut. He hadn’t anticipated Nirvana would make such a direct accusation in front of the court. Valerie felt the eyes of the room turn toward him, suspicion thickening in the air. For a brief moment, he felt fear inch its way into his chest.But he couldn’t afford to falter. Not now.
Regaining his composure, Valerie responded coldly, "I received a report from the battlefield," he said, letting his words hang for a moment. "The General believes someone intentionally brought down the barrier that protected Astaria. Someone incredibly powerful—and possibly a member of the royal family."
The reaction was instantaneous. Ministers gasped audibly, their shock evident as they exchanged fearful glances. The idea that someone within the royal family could be responsible for such devastation was too shocking to comprehend.
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