Chapter 12

Aila clenched her jaw hard, lowering her gaze from Darya, who seemed not to have finished, “You are nothing here. Just a place-holder queen to keep the people happy. So if you’re going to pretend, at least do it well instead of being a bitch about it,” She finally finished, her nails digging into Aila’s skin. Anger burned in Aila’s veins as she fought the instinct to yank away. Every muscle in her body wanted to scream and shove Darya away. She badly wanted to claw at her skin or curse her out. But instead, she bit down her rage, swallowing it like poison.