Phoebe’s POV
"There is no need to give that look," Reginald said, settling himself onto the sofa where I’d been sleeping monts before. "I am not looking for trouble. I only want to let you know that you are a trendous help for us during this ti."
He winked at .
Initially, I couldn’t grasp what he ant, but then understanding crashed over . It didn’t require brilliance to piece this together, and the fact that I was only realizing it now proved how foolish and naive I truly was.
"Obsidian Claw pack is part of the Movent," I whispered breathlessly.
"Only now you figured it out?" Reginald arched his brows, amusent flickering in his gaze as he studied . "Thank you for getting yourself involved in this. Kevin is right. You will agree."
His na made my stomach twist, but I’d endured enough recently that I wasn’t shaking like before.
"Kevin said that you will be miserable to live in this place, and with the way the Mad King treated you, you will know that Kevin was very nice."
No, for , both were monsters. I couldn’t compare them since they were cut from the sa cloth. Reginald too. All of them were trash.
"Get out from my room," I demanded. "Get out or I will scream."
"You can scream all you want." Reginald shrugged carelessly. "The king and the other people are in the training ground right now. And so of the warriors in the palace are part of the Movent."
That explained how Reginald could infiltrate the king’s palace and even enter my bedroom. This demonstrated how prepared those plotting to dethrone the king were. They had surrounded Perry without his knowledge.
"Don’t worry, once they kill the Mad King. You can go back to Kevin." Reginald appeared slightly irritated by this fact, but then his eyes settled on in that way that always made uncomfortable. "But, he said, he will lend you for a whole day. I am really curious how is your taste."
I grabbed a flower vase and hurled it at him. But my arm lacked strength, and the vase moved too slowly, allowing Reginald to dodge it effortlessly.
Laughter filled my bedroom as I missed my target, while Reginald barely needed to move to avoid it.
"You really need to try harder than that. I know you can do it." He grinned, but I wasn’t finished. I seized another vase from the table beneath the television, but Reginald was prepared. He evaded them all.
"When are you going to stop to make this futile attempt? You are going to get yourself into a trouble with all of this ss."
Sharp fragnts from the vases I’d thrown scattered across the floor. I would hurt myself if I moved around.
This only intensified my frustration.
"Get out! Get out!" I wished I could physically drag him from my bedroom. I wished I could strike his face, but that remained wishful thinking.
I didn’t want to touch him; the thought that he could enter my bedroom alone was already sickening.
"Get out, or the king will have your head!" I didn’t know what else to say, and it surprised that I brought up Perry to handle my problem.
This must have stemd from what happened recently with Timothy. Perry had been furious when Timothy was here, speaking with alone. His reaction would be identical with Reginald, right?
However, Reginald laughed even harder. "Sure. Bring him here, and I will tell him that I ca to visit you, since you are my dear sister, and Dad say hi to you. Let’s see what will be his reaction when he learned that you seduce ."
"Get the fuck out!"
"Fine, fine. You don’t need to yell at . You look crazy when you do that, you know." He raised both arms in surrender, but that infuriating smirk remained on his lips. "If the king saw you like this, I couldn’t imagine what will be in his mind."
I grabbed the final vase, threatening to throw it again, but he remained unfazed.
Thankfully, he walked toward the door, but before leaving, he turned around and faced . "I will see you sooner or later."
After those words, Reginald departed. I didn’t care to understand what that ant.
Now I was left with the chaos I’d created.
I stared at the broken glass everywhere. My mind urged to clean the ss, but my body refused. I was exhausted. I didn’t want to move.
Eventually, I sat there, staring at the floor.
I lost track of ti until soone entered the room. I assud it was Mason checking on .
Perfect. I would ask her to clean this before anyone could see it.
However, when I lifted my head, Perry was staring down at . His brows furrowed upon seeing what I had created.
"What is this?" Perry asked.
I had grown accustod to the anger underlying every tone of his voice. He sounded perpetually angry regardless of circumstances.
"What happened here?" Perry didn’t approach , instead remaining in place, but his eyes held fury. "Answer ."
"Why do you allow him to co here?"
"Who?" Perry furrowed his brows. He had issued strict orders preventing anyone from visiting , especially those elders who kept pestering him about the luna ceremony.
For Perry, this wasn’t the right ti to discuss ceremonies. I wouldn’t be ready, and it would only humiliate .
"Reginald."
Even speaking his na made my stomach churn.
"Reginald was here?" Perry didn’t believe it. He hadn’t spotted him among the new warrior recruits, but there were thousands of them. Nothing unusual about missing him.
"He was here... I don’t want him here."
Perry studied for a long mont, then I watched as his eyes took on that distant look that ant he was mindlinking soone.
A warrior entered and greeted the king respectfully.
"Soone ca into this room, who was it?"
I knew Perry hadn’t received any reports about anyone entering my bedroom, aside from Mason, who visited often to keep company. When I claid Reginald was here, his warrior should have inford him.
"Soone? Mason?" The warrior looked confused. "She was the only one, who entered the room."
My head snapped up; I couldn’t believe the warrior was lying to the king’s face. How could he do that?
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, no one else entered the room."
"And why this room is a ss?"
The warrior glanced at .
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