Chapter 105: The Queen’s Fall

Mara’s

I shot to my feet so fast and violently that the barstool scraped loudly across the floor behind me, but I maintained my mask of absolute, calculated calm. The Queen stood only a few short steps away from the bar, her eyes wide and dangerously burning with a volatile mix of shock, fury, and something close to profound, paralyzing disbelief. Her unexpected presence here made no sense in the context of our secret meeting, and yet she stared at me with the ...