Chapter (133): Scant

Returning to the palace, Natasha saw Bryant in the courtyard. The Queen must have come to visit her daughter. Yet, it was unpredictable, everything was unpredictable nowadays, poor Luna couldn't have enough rest today as she was busy meeting everyone.

She closed her eyes and released a breath out of her chest, drawing her path to the tower. Her mother argued with her using the same words that slipped out of Livia's mouth, even so. She didn't treat Eliot well and when she saw them hand in hand walking the Bazaar, she had become like it a fury ball in fantastic clothes.

The memory expanded in her head, as soon as she approached the tower and began to climb up.

"Natasha Bolingtone! How you dare to walk in the castle with a slave?" She took her to a room and shouted.

"Slave? Is this how you call your people? Slaves?"

She raged out, replying to that unbearable humility.