Chapter 163: Different King

"How?" Ylva roars. "Why can you not find him?" The sorcerer kneels in front of her.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty." He implores. 

Ylva is livid. She throws one the vases and smashes it against the wall. The dahlias fall to the floor, stabbed with pieces of glass. 

"I need you to find him." She says through gritted teeth. "Find him and kill him. Do you understand me, Livard?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." The sorcerer pushes to his feet.

"Now leave. I need to be the king for the next few hours." Livard bows to the queen and leaves her room immediately.

'I am surrounded by incompetents.' Ylva sighs.

She walks to the mirror and whispers the words to change her appearance. She stares at the reflection of her son's hazel eyes.

"Idiot." She utters before looking away. 

"Your Majesty." Shelby bows when Ylva reaches the throne room. "The army officers have already arrived.

"Great, let us enter then."