–Sophia–
The Queen? She's not just the Queen. She's the King, too.
Livana played two roles on the chessboard. She was the Queen—protecting the King—and the King who needed protection.
And the Pawns? Those were ours. Each one had a specific logo on their white suits. They moved like ghosts in the dark. Even the Queen relied on them. Top-tier assassins—deadly, obedient, and under her command.
Now these intruders? They slipped past every layer of security like it was nothing. Bypassed everything. I don't doubt the Demon King is going to kill someone for it. Mercy? Not in his vocabulary.
"Someone needs to die for what happened," I told Francis.
His face darkened. "Here I am thinking you wouldn't work for someone illegal. What happened, Francis?"
"Things happened, Phia."
I narrowed my eyes at him. He'd changed. This bastard left me for a so-called career. Thought he was protecting me. Cute.
