First visit to the throne room

Someone knocked on the door the moment we arrived. Fan winked at me before he disappeared. I was focused on the door when I heard the rattle of chains.

Funny how the person at the other end thought to knock on the door, knowing it was locked.

Did they expect me to ask who it was before they unlock it?

The door opened, and a man stepped in. My eyes grew wide when I recognized him as the man who almost killed me before I was taken to the guillotine.

Goddess in mini skirt, what's he doing here?

His nose flared when his eyes locked with mine. He looked like he was moments from flinging me out through the barred windows.

"My Lord requests for your presence, slut!" The way he snarled the last word made me wish to knock him out, but I know doing that won't help me at all.

Moreover, the insult doesn't affect me. I've gotten used to being called slut by the Storm of this world. He called me that throughout the night.