Chapter 102

**Evangeline's POV**

The servant's whimpering made my teeth ache.

"Please, my queen," he stammered, pressing himself against the wall as shadows writhed around my feet like angry snakes. "I only brought your breakfast. I didn't mean to wake you."

I stared at him from my throne, when had I started thinking of the chair in my chambers as a throne? and felt nothing but irritation. His fear should have moved me. Once, it would have made me rush to comfort him, ...