Zamiel remained impassive even in the face of fury as the human queen gave him a resounding slap that echoed through the four corners of the chamber. His face was unmoving as she delivered a hard slap across his face, as if it was carved from hard steel itself.
Not a flicker of emotion betrayed him, his stoic mask was an enigma, a testament to his otherworldly composure. His silence, more thunderous than any words spoke of a power beyond mortal understanding.
The lack of response from him only made her more enraged, shooting him glares with eyes that burned like emerald flames. Her fists clenched tightly.
"You were supposed to protect her! She's your mate!" Rama snapped, her words rumbled like lightning, capable of striking down Zamiel at that moment, but still yet it elicited no response from him as he ignored her blatantly, making it seem like she was a spirit left to wander in the realm of the living.
