The Dragon Queen and her mates.
Chapter 120: A tough decision

Chapter 120: A tough decision

Bree placed the quill down before looking up at Dion slowly, " Do I look like I am upset?" She asked with a calm voice, not sounding angry at all. Her voice was so quiet that Dion was sure that if not for his shifter senses he wouldn’t have heard what she said just now.

" You do not, your majesty," Dion bowed once again before carefully thinking about the rest of his words and continued, " But I do know that what the fourth consort and that maid did was definitely wrong, they shouldn’t have made a private meeting like such without the knowledge of you, your majesty.No matter what, whether he is a man or not, master Cian is your consort, as your consort he cannot allow any other woman to get close to him yet he actually fixated a meeting with that maid, I can’t think what was the reason for him to do something like that."

Bree blinked her eyes as she sighed and picked up another memorandum that was sent to the palace today. She pulled it open but didn’t read it straight away, instead, she thought about the stupidity that she has committed today..just an hour ago she decided that she wouldn’t care what happened between the consorts or Harley given that she wasn’t the leading lady of this world but instead after she heard the beeping of the system and the mission that it assigned to Harley, she couldn’t think straight.. all she could think was the sight of him kissing that woman.

She tried to stop herself, inwardly calling herself an idiot for even caring about such a thing —— she was here to survive not romancing anyone yet before she could stop herself, she walked towards the stable and asked the workers there to get her the fastest horses in the entire palace and then rode that stupid inconspicuous carriage to the downtown to see what was happening by her own eyes and the scene was as she expected —— Cian stood in the middle of the street with Harley in his arms like a prince out of the storybook and honestly if she was a passive onlooker she would have gushed about it like the women in the streets were doing but instead she felt like someone has thrust their hand in her chest and twisted her heart in the wrong direction.

Something that shouldn’t have happened—— that reaction was something that was out of her expectations and Bree didn’t care about anything else and shouted for Cian to stop before he kissed Harley in front of her.

Only when he pulled back did her heart set back to its place and that reaction was something that scared Bree to her boots. She wasn’t interested in the consorts, she shouldn’t be even thinking about what was going on with them but —— picking up the quill she turned her attention to the document in front of her and eased her breathing. " There is nothing to be angry about, if anything I am glad that the fourth consort made me realise something really important by showing me, my reality. One that I have forgotten after leaving here as the Queen."

" And what might that be, your majesty?" asked Dion sounding a bit confused, what was the reality that the Queen forgot? Wasn’t she the ruler of the world? The reality could be anything that she wants it to be.

Bree paused as she looked up from the memorandum that was asking about the new appointment of the secretary of the Chancellor. Her eyes flashed slightly before she picked up the stamp on the table, " That I should never trust anyone in this place, everyone here has a motive to be close to me. This was something that I have forgotten..." she raised her head and stared at Dion who was looking at her with an expression of concern and sympathy and she gave him a small smile, " Do not be like that Dion, this is the fate of the rulers isn’t it? We try our best to stay alive because we don’t know just how many smiles might be hiding a blade underneath them?"

Dion lowered his head and sighed softly. " If this is the fate of a ruler, I am afraid that it is one full of loneliness and distress, your majesty."

" Loneliness?" Bree smiled before stamping the document on the rejection section. She remembered the time when she used to work in an unknown city all alone while her parents and her brother stayed together, at the end of the month they will call her asking whether she got her salary or not, if she did they will treat her like she was their ancestor and if not then they will end the call with an excuse or two.

Even her family was with her because of material comforts and now as she was in the same situation, these people who willingly flatter her, acting like she meant something to them when they wouldn’t have cared if she died the next day—— they were all with her because she was of some benefits to them.

Her smile turned slightly melancholic. " I have always been lonely, Dion. Have you forgotten?"

Maybe that was why the Queen got addicted to alcohol.

Dion took a glance at the Queen in front of him and sighed, as much as he would have loved to deny her claims. She was right, as the Queen, she stood at the highest point but this was also the point where no one can ever reach —— she was untouchable and at the same time all alone.

" Your majesty——" Dion began when there was a knock on the door of the office and the gruff voice of the guard echoed past the wooden door. " Your majesty, it’s Lord Yakov, he is here to meet you, your majesty."

" He must be here because he wants to talk about the journey the two of you will be taking in a few days." Dion guessed as he turned to look at Bree.

Bree didn’t raise her head and simply puffed out a breath before ordering, " Just let the first consort know that he can tell whatever he wants to you, and from now on there is no need for him to trouble himself, he can just send Aileen with his messages. Since both of us are busy people, we shall no longer waste each other time."

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