Chapter Ninety-One

Sofia’s POV

“What do you think you’re doing?”

The sharp voice cut through the air, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I turned my head and saw Vivian walking toward me. Her heels clicked against the marble floor as she came closer, her face twisted with anger.

“Who told you that you have the right to sit and eat at the royal table?” she demanded.

My hand tightened around the spoon I was holding. For a moment, I truly wanted to throw it at her. The nerve of her. After everything she had taken from me, after all the ways she had tried to push me aside, she still had the audacity to speak to me like that.

I looked at her coldly but chose not to answer. Silence was my weapon this time.

Vivian hated being ignored. She took another step forward, her eyes blazing.

“Is it that you can’t hear me? Or maybe you’ve gone deaf?” she snapped. Her voice echoed across the hall. “Get up from there. In fact, get out of this palace! You don’t belong here. You—this powerless wolf!”

Her words sliced into me, s