*Missing His Arms*

The thunderstorm was pretty bad; the sudden arrival must mean something. "Drew the curtains down, the rain will stain these decors," Beatrice alarmed the housemaids to prevent the rain from the recently made decor. She was a daughter of a Royal, she was aware of how to take care of these things. "What are these curtains gonna do?" Monica saw Beatrice taking care of the castle while she single handedly had taken over the Alpha King without any Royal blood in her. The sight of Beatrice made her let out a laugh, she never felt bad for Beatrice. "If something is destined to be stained, nobody can prevent that from happening," Monica knew Beatrice craved for her lord's attention, and every time she got rejected, it filled Monica's heart with pleasure. "There is a thing called Faith! But you must not have heard about it, it is taught to the wealthy royal daughters," Beatrice would not let Monica humiliate her like that. Even if a little, she would try to hurt her somehow. The smile on Monica