"Forgive me,"
Nolan lifted his gaze, meeting Luna's stormy eyes directly, the curve of his lips deepening.
"I don't quite understand what you mean, Your Highness."
Kiara sensed the tension between them and turned to Luna in confusion.
"Mother, what are you talking about?"
Luna stared at Kiara's eyes—so clear they bordered on naivety—and the suppressed fury within her erupted uncontrollably.
"Shut your mouth, you useless fool."
If Kiara had just managed to win Nolan's heart earlier, none of this would have happened.
The sudden reprimand stunned Kiara.
With Nolan and Camilla present, humiliation and resentment welled up inside her.
She couldn't fathom why her mother would speak to her like this.
Nolan pressed his lips together and lowered his gaze once more.
Just then, hurried footsteps echoed from outside the door.
Harvey burst in, his face alight with excitement, clutching a report in his hand.
"Where is Her Majesty the Queen?"
