Upper Hand

Zelda

“I will give you the one thing I crave the most, and in return, you will give me what I want,” I said to her, my voice calm and steady.

Her eyes widened slightly, and she stared at me for a moment, as if trying to process what I had just said. Her gaze drifted from mine to Drake, and then back to me.

“What is it?” she asked cautiously.

“I will give you the position of Luna. I will step down and be nothing but a mistress to Drake,” I said, my voice trembling.

There was a gasp from the crowd, and Drake yanked me around to face him. “What the hell is wrong with you?” he shouted.

“I know what I'm doing,” I said, my voice full of conviction.

“No, you don't!” he said, his voice rising in anger. “You think this is a game? You are playing with your status here!”

“What use is the status to me right now?” I yelled back, my frustration growing.

“I need you as my Luna, not some second-rate mistress!” he shouted, his eyes blazing with anger.

I held up my hand, trying to calm him down.