Theodore Chambers, The Citadel.
Critic Citadel, Critic-Ishire.
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Sandra instead rolled her eyes as she tried pointing out what she disliked in Lydia. "With how much she seduces people into doing her biddings I had to put that out, look at her hair, and your disheveled -" she got cut off.
"One more word and your tongue would be sliced in two" Theodore snarled.
"I am the kings mother!" she bellowed, eyes wide and livid.
Lydia was left standing pale and surprised at the direct hostility being directed at her.
Theodore snarled. "Then behave like one" he taunted.
With great restraint from holding Lydia's palm too tight or squeezing her fingers, Theodore pulled Lydia and started to walk away from the woman.
"Where are you going?" Sandra asked with a questioning frown.
"Theodore?" Lydia whispered, she herself didn't know where they were going to.