"Mistress, this is your bedroom."
Matilda's eyes widened. She had never seen such a magnificent room. It was twice the size of her bedroom, with every item, from the ornate furniture to the silk drapes, radiating with raw spiritual energy. The sheer abundance of power in the air was intoxicating.
"Leave me alone," she said, her voice filled with a newfound purpose. "I'll be down in five minutes."
Georgia smiled politely and backed out of the room, the heavy door clicking shut behind her.
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"Die, so the Queen can be in control," Georgia whispered to herself, a pleased expression on her face as she walked away.
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Matilda walked to the king-size bed and sat, crossing her legs in a meditative posture.
'God Wolf is a threat to my goal,' she thought to herself.
'He must be removed.' Matilda closed her eyes and began to absorb the spiritual energy filling the room.
The phantom form of the Blood Queen appeared before her. 'Good child,' she thought, watching Matilda.
