With the sight of Luelle kneeling by the broken glass scattered on the floor and the fact that only the cup in front of me was missing, it was easy for him to assume things. "I ask, what did you do to her?" Jermaine's eyes shot a dagger at me. I know exactly what the look in his eyes means. I've seen that many times before. He picked up Luelle, who was still sobbing on the floor. We changed angles, if before I sat and looked down at him, now he stood straight and looked down at me. As had happened many times in past lives, he must have thought poorly of me. Well, this scene deserves a raise of questions, though. This is exactly why I didn't want to be left alone with Luelle. Because I knew this would happen. "Do you have to do this?" Jermaine asked again, still in a low, harshly suppressed tone. "What have I done?" Hearing me talk back unconcern, Jermaine sighed. “You are a queen. Is it proper for a queen to treat her subjects like this?” "Again, what have I done?" "You let y
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