"How dare she?!"
The trashing sound of furniture and windows echoed within the finely decorated room. Who could tell that it was the doing of the beautiful woman inside, her cute face was entirely red and distorted with anger, her hair was unkempt and her dress wrinkled. The refined and elegant lady she was supposed to be was nowhere.
She was fisting her hands and her eyes were filled with so much hatred when the door opened. Master Killian walked inside making slow and careful steps with the help of his cane. His face looked haggard as if many years were taken away from him since the moment he visited the Queen. Rebecca looked at the man with disgust while the old man continued to walk inside and couldn't see her.
"Rebecca, what happened darling?"
His voice was weak and almost fainting. His eyes were not focused but he tried to listen to the woman in front of him with care.
