However, her insecurity was fleeting.
This is the first time anybody has dared speak to me like this. How presumptuous! The queen was about to explode with fury as she pointed a shaking finger at Arielle. “You arrogant little b*tch. Who do you think you are to speak to me like that?”
Arielle sneered at the sight of the queen's austere features that contorted from her anger. “Is my gruff manner of speaking too much for your delicate palate? Let me return to Chanaea, then. I don't care much for your country.”
Her impertinence took the queen's breath away.
“What are you still standing there for?” the queen shrieked at her men. “Take him away!”
The guards started at once for Vinson, who caught Arielle's eye and nodded grimly as an unspoken understanding passed between them. Just as the guards were about to lunge, Aaron burst through the doors.
“Stop!” he roared. The guards froze at the sound of his voice. Aaron glanced at Arielle before walking to the queen's side. “Mother,” he asked sullenly, “what are you trying to do?” “This peasant dared raise a finger against you,” the queen snapped at her son for his gallantry. “As a punishment befitting the crime under our laws, I'm having him arrested and put in jail.”
Aaron agreed with his mother. “It's indeed a crime to beat the prince in his own country, Ari,” he said as he turned to look at Arielle. “Nobody in Turlen is above the law.”
In truth, Aaron had an ulterior motive. Having intensely disliked the bodyguard from the moment he saw him, Aaron had planned to replace him just so that he could not remain by Arielle's side.
Arielle saw through his charade at once.
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