"Mira…" Dimitri growled, his voice icy with restrained fury. "How dare you?"
"Your Highness," Mira snapped, the anger still blazing in her eyes. But just as she attempted to move forward, Dimitri's voice thundered again.
"Kneel down right there or you'll regret your actions just now," he commanded, the sharpness in his tone slicing through the tension in the room. "First, you barged into the chamber without being summoned. Secondly, you dared to call the imperial consort a slut? Have you grown tired of living? Or have I spoiled you so much that you no longer recognize your place?"
Tears welled up in Mira's eyes as she dropped to her knees, the fury in her chest now tangled with humiliation.
