"What is on your mind right now, Duchess Ongard?" she tilted her head. "Do you still think it is unfortunate for a human to be your queen?"
Slowly, Hazel felt like she was able to understand the dynamics among the shifters in this realm and how they felt about humans.
She didn't sense this oddity from the lycanthropes, but it didn't mean that she didn't notice there were some of them that looked at her coldly. If it was not their obligation to respect her, probably, they wouldn't have bowed their heads or even spared her a second glance.
Hazel hated it that she had to prove herself again and again, but then she had come to terms that was how her life was always.