Her Trauma

CELESTE

After what had happened two days ago, I decided to observe Eury’s movement. Inside and out of the Palace.

I’m on our veranda and I could see her here, playing with something in her hands. I tried to read her mind without her noticing it.

I raised a brow at what she was thinking in her mind.

Plans, huh. . . . I thought to myself.

Bitch, you don’t know who you are dealing with. You shouldn’t turn your back on the clan that gives you shelter and family.

“Let’s see if you could still make a plan after what I should do to you later,” I smirked and turned my back as I walked out of my room.

Upon walking through the corridor, I met Mary halfway to the conference room. She bowed down to me as I smile at her.

“Greetings, your majesty. . . . .” she uttered.

I went through her. “Oh, come on! Don’t bow to me when we are so close to each other, Mary. . . .” I told her.

She chortled a bit but then gets serious. “Apology, your majesty but I—can’t call you by just your name. . . .” she blurte