Royal Asshole

"But grandfather..."

"It does not matter whether you were infuriated by his words, you went through royal school for four years to learn how to control your emotions! You think I don't want to rip the bastard's head off his body and feed him to our rogues in jail? You should have controlled your emotions better! That's why you're not some commoner, Artemis. But a lycan!"

I stood before my grandfather, everything capable of having feelings in me inducing emotions of anger and resentment.

I wanted to kill the fucking bastard.

I sucked in a deep breath, palms clasped together as I stood with my noble chin raised upwards.

It wasn't enough to console me, but at least my grandfather had waited till evening after his office hours before calling me to his courtroom.

"He is a royal guest, Artemis, and as much as even I hate to have him, the laws dictate that based on how he penetrated his way into our territory, we are to be hospitable towards him. Besides, I do not need any war with vampire