“Fine then I asked the freak to acquire food supplies, ships, men and weapons for us,”
“I did not order this or sign any contract of this kind,”
“But you will your majesty, the Mortisical and our neighbours are growing in power. We must fight back or f
ace extinction,”
The Queen stepped towards him.
“I am Queen. I am Sovereign. You shall not make their decisions based on fear and faulty logic. I have intelligence services and they have found no evidence of this. The only reason you still stand with your head attached to your shoulders is due to your past service to my father,”
Ares’s hands formed fists.
The Queen smiled almost daring him to attack her.
In all honesty, Alessandria would have loved to see the outcome. Who would kill him first? The Queen? Her? Or the Guards?
Ares spat on the floor and stormed out.
CHAPTER 6
I allowed the weighted sheets to mould to my body as I laid back. Feeling the smooth weighted materials under me as I thought about the stupidity of what was going on.
After the Queen ordered the Military contract to be cancelled and words being spoken with the Head of the Military, Harrison escorted me back to my room and, I suppose, sadly he left for work.
Looking around my new bedroom in the castle, I realised it was rather good considering this use to be for Queen's personal guards.
Well, I have a large bed with weighted sheets to comfort me and a boring looking wardrobe and small desk. It's not the fanciest and I do realise I need to get some more personalised items. But at least I have a bunch of beautiful purple, red and blue flowers on top of the desk that Harrison bought me.
Personally, I hate flowers but these were pleasant to look at and at least they made the room smell of honey and citrus.
Anyway, I shook my head as I realised I was only letting my mind think about this because I didn't want to think about the idea of Nemesio coming up with Alessandria. Then I looked at my dulled blade and I hadn't realised it was spinning so fast in my hand.
Taking a few deep breaths, I tried to think about the therapy sessions, I've been attending after the whole Flesheater situation. But that only annoyed me more.
This whole thing was annoying. How dare some assassins try to kill Alessandria, the Queen and Harrison.
Yet I have to admit there something strange about that Military leader, something and me Alessandria needed to find out.
The only bit of comfort I got from the attack today was I managed to get out of that horrible social situation. All those noises and people were awful. It was all too much. The noise, no no, no. It was all too much. I hate being around that many people!
A few moments later, the large wooden door slowly opened and Alessandria walked in.
Thankfully she was alone and I appreciated the fact she opened the door quietly.
Sitting back up on my bed, I smiled at her as I saw her strong black metal armour and brown cloak.
She passed me a damp cloth. As I wiped my face, partly hating the damp feeling of the cloth against my skin. I laughed briefly as I forgot the blood was still on my face.
“You okay?” she asked.
“I must thank you for making me go. I never liked that Ares’ character,”
“I don’t think many people do. Where’s Harrison?”
Deciding that I had to smile at the question, I replied: “It turns out, we both forget people outside the Nobility have to work real jobs,”
Alessandria gave a nod of agreement.