Chapter sixty-seven(Heated glares)

Queen Rebecca's pov:

It was almost dawn, if you look carefully, you could see me sitting beside my window with a glass of wine in my hands. My mind glazes in thoughts as I keep wishing I could find a solution or a way to put an end to the relationship going on between my son and that brat.

Standing up I walked toward the mirror and kept staring at my reflection. My brow twitched in a deep frown as I made a noise out of anger not sure if it was a scream or cry.

"I am done!

"Why is this one so hard for me to handle?"

"I am the great Queen Rebecca, the fierce queen….. So tell me why this one is so hard for me to handle?"

I clenched my palms in fists with my eyes shut, a huge lump moved up and down my throat. My anger fumes as the idea of not knowing what to do haunt me. I was well known for my mercilessness, smartness, and what happens whenever I oppose things. In this kind of situation, I seemed confused. That girl had me confused for nothing.

She can not come and ruin my son or