Chapter Sixty-eight

Storm's POV

I felt my heart pumping hard in my chest, it felt like I was running out of oxygen and struggling for breath. King Benedict and Noah had been quiet since Queen Claire started talking, I couldn't understand how they could sit there and listen to her spew this bullshit unless they believed it as well. A million and one thoughts ran through my head, it was impossible for me to be their child, I already had parents, parents who raised me and loved me. I've seen my birth pictures, I might not look a lot like my parents but their blood ran through my veins, and their DNA was encrypted into me.

"Your majesty, that's impossible, I have parents, I told you about them. My parents love me very much, I can't be your child. Let's say I am your daughter, why the hell will my parents steal your child, they are good people, the best. I will not have you spoiling their good image." I dropped my arms and made eye contact with her.

Queen Claire shook her head, " Storm, don't take this the w