Anastasia choked on her own saliva. She was so nervous as she knew how powerful this pair of lovebirds was.
The Beast King was so mighty and absurdly strong that he could kill a giant narwhal in just one punch, while Swan… well, Aria said that crippled bitch was a powerful dark witch.
Both of them could kill thousands or hundreds of thousands of people if they wanted to. Anastasia knew her limit since the fate of her crown lay in Gale's hand right now.
"Y-yes, Your Majesty," Anastasia stuttered. Her legs were shaking as she knew that the Beast King was glaring down on her under that blindfold. "T-the people in Holy Achate is s-starving right now, a-and they have been protesting in front of the palace gate for weeks. I-I don't know how long we can go without food. I-I'm afraid that people will storm into the palace and launch a c-coup. I'm afraid I'd be executed, Your Majesty."
