Fifty-three

— Do you want the room? - mocked. -Stay with him, there are twenty more in this Palace!

— Change to the room you want Martina, because in the end they are all mine! - I stare.

— You are not the King!

— Jeez!

— Martina! - she scolded. -Grandfather! - warned him too.

More nervous than before, I walk over to her, facing her canine courage.

"Majesty..." he said with fear.

"I am not the King, but I am the Queen, your Queen!"

"Enough you two!"

"Don't get involved boy!

"Don't get involved, sir!"

"Watch how you talk!"

"Stop, this won't do anything. We all need to calm down!

"He is right!"

I agree, taking two steps away from her, until her persistence and boldness show off in front of everyone.

— It's Queen for now! He surprises me by making me turn to her.

— MARTINA!

The King screams at her, indignant at her affront, while Greta squints her eyes in terror and Piter runs his hands over his sweaty face.

- What a danger! she pointed out. -That was clearly a threat to the crown!

"Yes, for the first time Lucian has spoken the truth!"

"Don't you ever say anything like that again!"

— What happened? -retorted his lover. -Why don't you stay by my side even once?

“Are you crazy? Her expression creases.

— It's always her, everything is her. Mila here, Mila there, Mila this, Mila that!

She fights with him like a tantrum child, leaving him with no way out in front of everyone. I don't even waste my time trying to defend myself. Deep down I was loving watching her envy.

— She already knows about us Thomas, she always knew, we don't need to pretend, or hide what we feel!

“Okay, but that doesn't give you the right to talk to her like that. She remains the Queen, the Queen, my wife and also the owner of everything I have!

"People!"

"What was this?"

I look like a beast, not understanding his reaction.

— But what about us?

"Enough, enough, enough!" - I'm in the middle. -I didn't come here to talk about the boyfriend of you two, I came here to solve something else, so whatever the shit is going on between you, I ask you to solve it another time.

While I was talking, I was gently pushing my security guard and Greta outside in the hopes of sorting out that mess and being able to talk about my diet, what I didn't expect, in fact, nobody there expected, is that Martina would explode with once, grabbing my arm with her crocodile claws.

— NO SAME! - she exclaimed spitting fire. -I'M TIRED OF YOU!

"Let her go!" - he ordered taking her free wrist, squeezing it so that she opened the other hand that held me. -You're out of control, this conversation ends here!

— I want the crown! - he stated ignoring him.

- What?

"Can I laugh?"

"Let go of me, you crazy girl!" - I try to pull my arm, but without hurting her so that no one can come and say later that I was aggressive.

— RELEASE, MARTINA!

"You're already pissing me off!"

"Mrs. Gutierrez, let her go or I'll have to restrain her!"

“Kill her! -he whispers that from afar, knowing that only I in there would be able to hear.

Thomas was a very young vampire, so to capture certain sounds he needed practice, the only ones who had the ability to hear low frequencies like that using the least amount of effort were the two of us, just me and him.

"She's a threat to you!"

Low, so low that it was impossible for a human to understand what he was doing.

"For!"

He needs to stop. He needs to get out of my head.

Your voice is very influential, influential enough to take root in my brain.

"Why is he doing this?"

— Give me the crown and I swear I'll give you a good reward! she insisted. -You will not be exiled, I promise!

- What are you talking about? -debate. -Why do you think I would do something like that?

— You have nothing here. Nobody wants you here! -it's rude. -You were never fit to be Queen. Barely serves as a wife. Give me the crown so I can rule in your place and do what you've always hated!

Suddenly enraged at his abuse I push Thomas away with my free hand, freeing it from his grasp. This was our moment, not the King's and his selfish wills.

— Mila! - she warned.

"Stay there!" -command.

Martina lets me go, thinking she has me by her side, but she doesn't give up on her ambition.

"I never wanted to be Queen!" - I say agreeing. -But I'm the only one who is fit to govern this country!

— Why do you think that?

“Because all the others who have ruled before me, the ones chosen by this family, by the Clifford's, have had their opinions locked in a box and their faces covered by the image of the King. None managed to be more than a useless vase, which was used and seen only to carry the future heir. They were all easily conquered women, who doubted their strength by accepting to be the shadow of the man at their side.

They were puppets.

“I won't give you my crown, Martina. But don't think that's because I appreciate my title, deep down I never cared about it and everyone here knows it. I won't give it to you because I feel your reign will also fail. His power, like the others, will hide behind the image of Thomas and that's not what I want.

— You were chosen as wives, you were chosen to generate the heir to the throne. How can you say this is wrong?

“I was chosen as Queen. Chosen to rule! -I say. -I wasn't bought to give him a son, I was appointed to rule alongside him!

"How did this conversation end up here?

"Please leave and leave me alone with Thomas!" - I ask politely. -I want everyone to leave!

Calm, coherence, tranquility, peace, harmony, friendliness. Everyone was staring at me like I was a can of goodness and mercy.

Martina picks up her clothes from the armchair, the same armchair that sat in front of the bed, and then walks past me muttering her childish fury.

— It won't stay like this! -whispered.

- What did you say? - I question watching her in front of the door.

"Nothing, she didn't say anything!" she lied.

"Yes, she did!" - she corrected. -And I can repeat if you want!

— I will not give up what I want so easily! - she said in a loud and clear voice.

I know she won't, but what worries me is what she'll do to get what she wants.

— You are not stronger than me, Mila! - she assured. -You may even be the Queen, but I'm Martina Gutierrez. I always get what I want. And if you were the badass everyone talks about, you wouldn't have overlooked what I did to your fox, or the fact that I fucked your husband every day in the bed you both slept in.

Those words should have pushed me to the extreme, but instead they only stirred up seventy percent of my inner demon.

"D-don't you dare talk about Cross to me!" - I tremble. -Murderer!

"Stop!"

"That's past, it's past!"

"Kill her, Mila..." he whispered to me from afar. -Why don't you just get it over with and avenge your animal?

- GET OUT OF MY MIND! - I yell turning to Lucian.

Everyone looks at me scared, and Lucian's voice had not been heard by any of them.

“If you keep talking in my ear, I swear that—”

— Crazy! - commented, making my full attention return to her.

- He arrives! - I lose patience.

Piter knew what would happen if she risked rubbing Cross's death in my face, he knew I wouldn't forgive her, especially if she used such provocative and insensitive words.

- NO NO NO NO! she yelled trying to stop me.

The instant my eyes change color, my security tries to catch up with me, everything is very fast and the only thing Lucian appreciates is that I reached my limit at the exact moment I revealed myself in front of a human.

My move is fatal as I grab the housekeeper's head with both my hands and ruthlessly twist her neck making a chilling noise ring out. It's the sound of her bone breaking, her life slipping away and all her dreams and ambitions falling apart. Her body drops in front of me and I watch it hit the floor without a hint of remorse.

Piter's look turns to something disappointed and scared.

"Girl, I'm starting to like you!" -she said to me, appreciating the dead woman on the floor.

Without saying a word, I leave the room.

- My God!

"I'm going after her!" - she warned.

He leaves the room in a hurry, catching up with me downstairs.

- Wait! - she asked following my steps.

— Leave me alone, I don't need a lecture now!

"You're not like that Mila..."

- You do not know who i am!

- I know! -she assures. -She's kind and sweet, she's not a killer!

"That was before, before you killed me!"

My harsh words have him stuck in the middle of the lobby when I decide to leave, slamming the main door in his face.

In a sweatshirt I go to the stable and inside the Palace Piter arrives at his King attacking him.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" - He came pushing him hard in the chest.

- WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?

Concerned about his grandson's actions, Lucian steps into the fray in time, preventing the King from committing a fatality. Hurting the bouncer would trigger a war with the first vampire, which at the moment wasn't a good idea.

— QUIET! he ordered, lifting his cane between them.

- YOU DO NOT SEE? -he questioned. - DON'T YOU SEE THAT ALL OF THIS IS HIS FAULT?

Outraged his attack turns to the former King, surprising Thomas.

"HE WAS LEADING HER, HE WAS TEASING HER!"

- I? -He makes a fool of himself. -But I barely moved!

Thomas was angry with Piter and that was already clear, but their rivalry didn't change what had just happened in his room and the truth that was also stamped.

— Everyone knows very well that Mila is not the type of woman that a man can control! - defended himself. -I am not capable of such a great feat!

- I agree -

- WHAT?

— I agree about the controlling her part, but I disagree when you say that you wouldn't be able to do such a feat! she explained. -You have no power over her, but you knew that if you fed your anger, she would finally resort to her instincts!

“Are you angry that I cooperated in helping her discover her own strength?

— She knows her strength, she knows so much that she prefers to lock her in a chest with seven keys!

"I didn't change you to be a weakling, boy!" - it offends you. -Even your wife is stronger than you!

— Mila is not like us, she never was!

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