Chapter 140

• Visha paced the confines of her chambers like a caged tigress.
• The guards were supposed to change shifts every two hours, but she couldn't tell why there was a delay now.
• She clutched the silver pendant around her neck. Her mind replayed the day's events – the sting of Reyana's slap, the raw humiliation of Randall's public rebuke. His cold indifference, the way he supported the woman who dared to defy her, sent a fresh wave of fury crashing through her.