Seventy five

Xena waved her hands to Shastina to stop her confession. She heard approaching footsteps, her eyes swerved to the entrance of the dungeon expecting to sight a human coming in.

“Your highness,” She said slightly, as Nneka's presence was revealed, she was seething with anger. She ignored the greetings.

“What did you think you were doing? You brought the maids to the dungeon without my permission. You stopped them from performing their early morning responsibilities, did you want to wash and sweep in place of them?,” Nneka said cockily. She isn't the type that pretends whenever she's angry. She showed her true colors whenever she does.

“Must I remind you, am responsible for the palace activities? You must take permission from me before you take any action,” she added in a stern tone.

Where Xena stood, she was boiling with anger, she rubbed her two hands, trying to calm her nerves.

“I'm the king's favorite concubine, your highness. I love to do whatever I want to do, moreover, the maids h