บท 183: Giving Responsibilities to Charles Windsors

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Esther shook her head at the glimpse of her nightmare. She wished it was a nightmare but she knew better than anyone. It's a memory! The memory cannot be erased in her lifetimes. Her eyes darkened at the memory of her dream. She would let that man pay for the things they did. 

She sat up straight rubbing her aching temples. Esther poured a glass of water from the jug. She gulped the whole glass of water in a single sip. "My Queen, You are up. I will heat the food," Charles Windsors said. 

"Stop," she said in her usual bone-chilling and sleepy voice. 

"My Queen, What can I do for you?" he asked sweetly. 

"Who are you?" she asked as she crossed her leg while leaning on the backrest of the couch as she pinched the space between her brows not knowing how to ease her headache. 

"My Queen… What do you mean?" he stuttered. 

"I am the one who asks the questions, not you," she said.