Rhea's eyes, burning with fear, locked with the guard's. She didn't let him finish. "I know how to stop it," she said.
"What could you possibly know that you are disturbing the peace in the castle?" he asked.
The guard's voice was a low growl, like a harsh flog on the skin. It made Rhea's throat clamp shut, the words dying before she could get them out, but she didn't relent. "I have to see your queen." She muttered.
A Queen? I don't even know where I am, and I'm asking for a queen? she thought.
"What insolence. How dare you!" The guard's arm flew into the air as he brought it down to smack Rhea. She whipped back, retreating into her own embrace and bracing herself for the impact.
"I would advise you not to strike her, no matter what you do," another guard said from the shadows. "Even though she is a land-dweller, she is still the young Alpha's woman."
