[ Queen's Palace ]
The crackle of fire resonated in the quiet area of the queen's palace like a lullaby. Thick smoke ascended into the air and the suffocating smell of it wafted to everyone's nostrils.
Miguel breathed out, unfazed by the suffocating smell and the heat wave blowing past him. The wild blaze mirrored in his shaking eyes, balling his hand into a tight fist.
Miguel rushed into the queen's garden as soon as he sensed the fire. To his dismay, many of the queen's servants and soldiers were already in the area setting up parameters. The fire was intentional; it was the Queen's order.
What was she thinking?
To be honest, Miguel dismissed the question. Whatever the reason behind this fire was not important. What was important was that the queen was showing her claws, showing everyone she could do anything she pleased. That might not be Aries's intention, but this would surely be how others perceive her action.
