Meanwhile, Raziah had finished dressing herself and was now lying under the covers, praying for some sleep. After her outburst, they had simply torn their eyes at each other. He didn't say a word after that, and she took that as a cue to dress. She left him sitting there for a while, and she was now under the covers while he was just a little to her right, unmoving.
She wasn't gonna take back a single word she said because she meant it. She can't be queen and rule over the ones she despised because she knows that she wouldn't be fair to any of them. She wouldn't be a good Queen to them, and that was something she didn't want to do.
She stayed under the white sheets with her eyes closed and kept hoping for slumber to overtake her eyes and leave the real world. Her fingers and belly were hurting quite a little from all they had gone through, and it had her recalling how soft and careful his Majesty had been with her while bathing her a while ago.
