LYRA: REBORN FOR REVENGE
Lyra felt her face flush with embarrassment and anger.
But before she could respond, Bastian's voice cut through the air like ice.
"Mind your tongue, Serena, or lose it."
The threat was delivered calmly, almost casually. But the power behind it was unmistakable. This wasn't a suggestion or a warning. It was a promise.
Serena's eyes widened, and she took an involuntary step back. "I apologize, Your Majesty. I meant no disrespect."
"Then choose your words more carefully," Bastian said coldly. "Luna Lyra is here under my personal protection. Any insult to her is an insult to me."