Chapter 451: Let's Make A Deal

Exiting the Queen's chamber, Oriana made her way to the rear part of the palace. In the deserted corridor that stretched before her, Karla stood outside the entrance to the witch's room. Oriana approached with a subtle smirk on her lips, while Karla, head lowered, avoided eye contact.

Halting in front of Karla, Oriana observed her still-disheveled state. "You look rather fetching like this, revealing your true nature - a mere slave," she remarked.

Karla gritted her teeth but remained silent.

"You're not entirely useless," Oriana continued, her tone mocking. "It was quite satisfying channeling my anger through you. The next time I seek an outlet for my frustration, I'll be sure to summon you. I hope by then your wrinkled cheeks have managed to heal, or I might be tempted to tear them apart."

"Master awaits you, Your Highness," Karla responded, trying to get rid of Oriana as soon as possible.