She looked at the heroine who was sitting in the first princess seat. The woman looked innocent like someone who did not know she had done something wrong.
She even had the nerve to smile sweetly like a blooming flower.
The gasps from mers couldn't be ignored.
And as for her, they just snickered to her direction.
Everyone was looking at her with amused expression ready to watch a drama with a guaranteed win.
Maybe they thought as always, she will quarrel while throwing her wait around like a fool and at the end of everything, she will fail miserably.
She smirked when she saw a halflifetime hatred seeping from Ava's eyes while the innocence was still etched on her face.
Without giving anyone a reason to question her words, she used action.
Since I'm not good with words and I should avoid confrontation then I should use action, she thought.
She said in the sweetest tone possible while gently holding Ava hand "second sister, you seem to have sat in the wrong position."
She didn't give Ava time to think, she helped her stand up forcefully when she saw Ava reluctance in getting up.
Effortlessly, she moved the heroine to her designated place and helped her sit in a forcefully way while still keeping her smile.
Seeing the reluctant expression, she threatened in a voice only they could hear.
" Do you bet with your own reputation that I won't announce your quirk?"
She continued when she saw Ava's confusion, " your quirk of being ridden in your sim2, I never said it is bad but who knows?" She shrugged her hands helplessly.
Chloe smiled meaningfully when she saw the heroine beautiful face turn dark.
It seems that she thought I will bicker with her since the queen doesn't give a damn about what is happening with her children as long as they are not dead.
' knowing your enemy' has always been her strongest point.
To her, everyone has the right to any relationship. Some people are into different tendencies like submission, violent tendencies.
But in this world, some relationships though exist they are done in secret, once made public then you become the world's enemy.
Not that the world isnt developed but people's thinking is still backwards.
She remembered reading in the novel where the heroine legalized same sex relationship. The reason was, she is into anal penetration.
She looked at the shocked guests in amusement.
The guest didn't expect the ending to be this short right? But what can they do when they are just expectators.
The queen had a frown on her face, her mouth moved like she wanted to say something but in the end she did not voice her thoughts.
Chloe went to sit down while eating a l gum she had sneaked from her space.
"Let's welcome the king." A sharp voice was heard followed by messy footsteps.
Everybody stood up including the queen who hurriedly went to lend a hand to the leading mer.
She craned her neck while straining her eyes and looking at the middle aged mer.
The mer's long hair was black with a tinge of red at the end, his phoenix eyes were red.
He had long legs, with mer attendants following him closely.
Chloe looked at the lights and the clicks accompanniied with reporters trying to interrogate him before they were shoved aside.
Chloe clicked her tongue in annoyance, she thought she had a grand entrance walking through the red carpet but she didn't see even a paparazzi.
Chloe stood up hurriedly, her heart skipping a beat, the longing became apparent, she felt her eyes wetting.
Papa, she called inwardly, the man stood still for seconds before directly looking at her.
She couldn't mistake the happiness and longing which she saw in his eye, the restrained love was obvious.
He walked up to where she was while people greeted him in respect.
He parted her on the head and with a sigh that hold different emotions, he said, " it's been hard on you, thank God you barely passed through."
His doting tone, made her forego all her restraint.
"Pa." She cried his name while nuzzling in his warm embrace.
A parent embrace.
The one thing she had been longing for in all her lifetimes.
She smiled warmly, even if all the people hate her, mock her and betray her, she knew that this warm embrace will never abandon her.
She nussled her tear before breaking free from his embrace. She looked at the queen who stood there in a crestfallen way she snorted while mocking her inwardly.
Look at mother, behaving as if she granted me animosity by allowing me to hug my own father, what a tyrant.
She saw the queen raise her eyebrows slightly before smiling, the king looked embarrassed while feigning a cough before he left with the queen to his seat.
"Have you heard it, Bree" the queen asked the king .
"Heard you polluting the air?"the king replied shyly.
"Chloe's inner voice. Just like in the scriptures, the future will be made known to those who wholeheartedly supports her." The queen replied embarrassed at how she thought it was silent but the scent wasn't.
"I felt it, the future changing from the pattern it had created. But I didn't expect to hear her voice, she seems not to know about it." The king said.
" Should we follow with our plan or with their plan?"
The king looked at Chloe for a few seconds before he replied, " let it be for now, she seems to have forgotten everything."
As the banquet continued, Chloe became bored.
She popped balloons from her mouth while looking at the crowd.
Her eyes scanned them keenly, there keenly, she looked at the people who had died her hair red and she face palmed.
They were brats from nobles who are used to do as they wished, they have been supporting her to the throne as their future queen.
Her eyes roamed to the left and right prime minister side who supports the heroine before they stopped to the neutral supporters.
She squinted her eyes to ensure she didn't see it wrong.
Their on the priestess side, who wore full white, sat a man whom she thought had died.
He was wearing a white shirt and trouser with a white hood draped on it, his hair was white and even his irises, just like on Earth.
Those beautiful thick eyebrows of his were squinted in a frown.
When their eyes met, she couldn't mistake him for any other person at all.
He was the damn priest.