"Your Grace, is this what I get after helping you all this time?!" Ida grumbled as she stomped her way in our direction. She continued to complain and stopped when she was close.
"How can you..." she trailed off as her eyes caught my figure, making my back freeze. To my surprise, despite that she was seething with anger, she flashed a small smile at me before setting her glares at Hugo.
"Is this the help you are talking about?!" she continued to harrumph. "Have you lost your mind? Are you asking for a duel or what?"
Hugo tilted his head, baffled at the hate he was receiving from his rightful mate. He glanced at Cora with a raised brow.
"Cora, what is this woman's problem?" he asked. But before Cora could answer, Ida roared.
"Why are you asking Her Highness?! Shouldn't you ask me what's wrong with me? How can you be so rude?" she barked angrily, frown growing worse.
