Chapter 53 Queenalthea

• “You don’t have to do this, Mother,” I say to her in a growling tone. Because she really didn’t have to. She would easily get defeated in front of me.
• “I gave birth to you, Valentine. Of all our ancestors, dying and fighting, I’m the only one who ruled for over a decade. There must be a good reason for my survival, wouldn’t there be?” She taunted and toyed with me.
• I scoffed, nearly chuckled, and finally drew my sword, facing her.