Marked By The Mad King Alpha (Phoebe and Perry) novel Chapter 233

Chapter 233: Chapter 233 Silent Authority

Phoebe’s POV

I understood the delicate political balance in the palace between the king and the elders well enough. If I refused this meeting, they’d use it against me just like before.

They wouldn’t accept my illness as an excuse anymore - too many days had passed, and they’d argue I’d had plenty of time to recover.

Elder Augustus especially. He was a viper, waiting for the perfect moment to strike when his prey showed weakness.

"I believe it would serve your best interests to meet with him," Marcela said clearly. She watched me, knowing how much I disliked the suggestion.

But as queen, I had to swallow my pride and face the harsh reality of my position.

"What would you like to do, My Queen?" Wallace’s voice was gentle. He was the youngest alpha present, though still older than me.

Still, protocol demanded his respect since I wore the crown. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

After weighing my options, I nodded and told them to gather all the elders in the war room. I’d face them there.

Wallace’s expression tightened with disapproval, but he was smart enough to keep his mouth shut. "I’ll bring them to the war room."

He left without another word.

I could hardly believe that just months ago, this same man had despised me so completely he’d risked his life joining other alphas in rebellion against me.

Now he showed me genuine respect as his queen. He’d truly changed.

"Are you okay?" Marcela’s concern was evident. "I’m sorry - did I overstep?"

I shook my head. ’I need this.’

And I did. Part of me knew Marcela was right. As queen, I couldn’t keep hiding while Perry shouldered all the backlash and protected me from every attack.

"I’m relieved you see it that way." Marcela visibly relaxed. "Should I come with you?"

The fact that I still couldn’t speak remained my greatest vulnerability. The elders would use it to question the king’s judgment, claiming how useless a queen was when she couldn’t even defend herself with words.

I knew this all too well. ’Elder Tricia,’ I mouthed. Elder Tricia would be there, so I’d manage.

"Oh, right!" Marcela’s face brightened as she remembered.

He’d be there to support me, so there was no need to worry. "Perfect."

After that, I headed to the war room with alpha Wallace as my escort, while Marcela went to check on Wade. The young warrior hadn’t regained consciousness yet.

"Thank you," Wallace said as we walked down the corridor.