By dawn, the queen's coach was ready to set off for Affin and this infuriated Shamira. She would have let her go instead of trying to appease him.
What's she going to do in Affin? Praying? She has been praying for the fruit of the womb for years yet no result.
She sighed loudly pulling a veil over her head. She prefers when Michael lived in Affin.
" Leaving so soon?" Lady Sophia's annoying voice brought her from her trance. She didn't act cool this time for she glared at her probably to inform her that she knew what she did.
" What? If You have something to say, say it?" Sophia urged nonchalantly with a noticeable smirk.
As long as Rebekah was out of the way, nothing matters.