"Queen Azura! Queen Azura!" Nathaniel shouted as he entered the dark witch's palace for the first time to look for the queen.
He didn't want to come here, come here in a place where everyone was looking at him as if he was some kind of abomination who was invading their homes.
This palace was supposed to be his home. Nathaniel scoffed as he looked at the large painting of his father and mother with him in their hands.
Well, at least they didn't remove him from the painting.
"Prince Nathaniel -" one of the maids rushed to the raging man, but one look from Nathaniel was enough for her to step back and not approach him.
"Don't you dare call me a prince. I am no fucking prince for you guys. It's Nathaniel Glacier.
And when an eleventh-level witch is standing in front of you, you don't raise your gaze to look straight into their eyes. Have some etiquette," His voice dropped a tone, making it sound more dominating than usual.
