Crossing the Border (Rania) novel Chapter 233

Chapter 233

Karin was fairly well-informed about the delicate political dynamics swirling within the palace walls, especially the tense relationship between the king and the council of elders. She knew that if Rania refused to meet with them, the elders would seize the opportunity to criticize her once again, just as they had done previously.

They wouldn’t relent, even if told that Rania was still recovering from her illness. After several days, they’d argue it was enough time for her to regain her strength and would continue to demand her presence.

Elder Gallant, in particular, was like a cunning serpent, patiently waiting for any sign of weakness so he could strike without hesitation.

“I believe it’s in everyone’s best interest if Rania agrees to meet with them,” Karin stated firmly, her voice steady. She glanced at Rania, who looked visibly uneasy at the suggestion.

Yet, as queen, Rania understood she had to set aside her personal discomfort and face the reality before her.

“What do you intend to do, Your Majesty?” Letto asked gently. Though the youngest alpha present, he was still slightly older than Rania. Still, the hierarchy required him to show respect to the queen.

After a moment of contemplation, Rania finally nodded and instructed them to gather all the elders in the war room, where she would meet with them.

Letto’s expression betrayed some reluctance, but he wisely chose not to voice his objections. “I will bring them to the war room,” he said quietly before departing.

Rania found it hard to believe that just a few months ago, Letto had despised her so deeply that he was willing to put his life on the line, joining other alphas in opposition to her rule.

Now, however, he treated her with genuine respect, recognizing her as the rightful queen. It was clear he had turned over a new leaf.

“Are you alright?” Karin asked softly, concern etched on her face. “I’m sorry if I pushed too hard.”

Rania shook her head gently. ‘I need this,’ she thought to herself.

Indeed, she did. To some extent, she agreed with Karin’s assessment. As queen, she couldn’t hide away forever, allowing Maximus to bear all the blame and shield her from criticism.

“I’m glad you see it that way,” Karin said, visibly relieved. “Would you like me to accompany you?”

The fact that Rania was still unable to speak remained a vulnerability. The elders often exploited this weakness, using it to undermine the king by painting the queen as incompetent, unable even to defend herself.

Rania was acutely aware of this. ‘Elder Gayle,’ she thought. Since he would be present, she felt more secure.

“Oh, yes!” Karin suddenly remembered. “Elder Gayle will be there too, so there’s nothing to worry about.”

“Good,” Rania replied.

With that settled, Rania made her way to the war room, escorted by Alpha Letto. Karin stayed behind to check on Cam, the young warrior who was still unconscious.

But with this power came immense responsibility.

“We have some questions,” Elder Gallant began, cutting through any pleasantries. “Where have you been, Queen Rania? In the king’s absence, it is your duty to be present in the palace and take charge.”

“I have told you before…” Elder Gayle interjected, frustration evident in his voice as he glanced at his fellow elders.

“I am not asking you, Beta Gayle. I want the queen to answer for herself,” Elder Gallant snapped, growing bolder. “Stop speaking on her behalf. She can speak for herself.”

Rania had anticipated this line of attack. Elder Gallant was employing the same tactic he had used recently when he insisted she leave the battlefield at the border.

Prepared for this challenge, Rania remained calm and unhurried as she began to respond, which only seemed to irritate Elder Gallant further. The other elders also appeared displeased at having to wait for her reply.

She took her time, writing extensively in her notebook. Several pages were filled, and the room fell into an awkward silence that stretched beyond ten minutes.

Rania secretly relished this moment.

Elder Gallant attempted to hurry her along, but Elder Gayle used the opportunity to silence him. “If you want the queen to speak, let her do so in her own way.”

A smug expression crossed Elder Gayle’s face as he delivered the remark.