THE ALPHA KING'S CLAIM
Her hair fell neatly behind her, covering her bare back.
She was smiling when she looked at me, it was enchanting, but what really caught my notice was her left hand hanging in the air with two rainbow-colored shimmering insects perched on her pointy finger. They were the same bugs that troubled me in the past few days, the same bugs that I saw in Ehnrelil. Five more were flying towards her coming from the half-open balcony door. This confused me.
“Good morning, Your Majesty,” she greeted, putting her hand down, showing not an ounce of irritation with the winged creatures’ presence.