Days passed and soon, Dionne’s family’s arrival has come. Unfortunately, the King will follow in a few days. Hence, it’s the Queen who’s come for blood. Her arrival was regal in every way. Once the Cerussites’ carriage arrived at the gates of the palace, Dionne’s dragons landed accordingly. The message was clear—You’re under our mercy.
As soon as Rhea stepped out of the carriage, the dragons released their flames onto the skies, bowing down to the might of what’s left of their former masters. Rhea was dressed in Blood-Red—the color of her House. Even at her age, she still shone like the brightest of stars.
Alexander’s eyes never left her image. The girl he once loved is nowhere to be seen. She’s nothing but a memory from the past. The once innocent and loving lady is but a woman with a cold heart and a hell-like fury. “Rhea,” he finally greeted.