As Neveah stormed out of Lord Imagor's quarters, she bumped right into something... or someone and her face made contact with a hard chest,
A string of profanities escaped Neveah as she lifted a hand to rub her head.
"Why the hell are you in my way?!" Neveah demanded as her gaze shot up, only to be met with a pair of mismatched orbs.
Standing right at the door was King Jian, accompanied by the rest of the King's guard, Lords Kirgan, Cassian and astonishingly, Xenon too.
Neveah's rage chilled almost immediately at the sight of four of the most powerful dragons in the keep who precisely were the ones in her way.
A single brow curled up on King Jian's face at Neveah's words but there was nothing she could do, the words had already been said and could not be taken back.
Even if they could, Neveah did not have any intentions of taking them back.
