Chapter 149: The Path That Was Not Meant for Me
Lyria's POV
Theresa stared at me, her eyes wide, but before she could reply, Diana stepped forward.
"Your Highness, we were only—"
"Did I ask you to speak, Diana?" I asked calmly, and by some miracle, I didn't stutter.
Though would I really call that a miracle? Sometimes I didn't stutter, though my words would come out slower.
Diana stopped at once. Her lips remained parted as though the rest of her explanation had simply… vanished. For a moment, she looked as though she could not quite remember what she had intended to say in the first place.
Sally tried to salvage it, though not getting the message that I did not want to hear a word from either of them.
"Your Highness, she was only trying to explain the situation—"
I let out a soft chuckle, the sound slipping out before I could stop it. It was not kind, and it was certainly not amused.
"And d-did I ask you to speak either, Sally?" I asked.
That was enough.
