The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never

The young men and women couldn’t contain their laughter upon hearing Valery’s “colorful” narrative directed at Hannah.

Hannah remained silent, an unusual departure from her usual demeanor.

She observed the smug expressions on their faces with a subtle smile.

To her, those people were like punching bags.

When it became evident that Hannah wasn’t going to react, Joselyn’s grin faded.

“Hannah, you should’ve told me this earlier.

Don’t you think you’ve let everyone form the wrong impression?”

Valery chimed in, looking uncomfortable, “Yeah, Hannah.

I didn’t know you hadn’t informed them about it.

Is it something you’re keeping a secret? If this has upset you, I’m more than willing to offer an apology! I swear!”

Valery looked genuinely concerned and earnest.

It appeared that Hannah would seem overly petty if she were to express her anger outright.

“Why would it upset me?” Hannah inquired slowly.

“Have you completed your little performance?”

Joselyn’s smile faltered, and she questioned, “What do you mean?”

“I want to thank you for bringing her all the way from Cadilind.

”

Hannah glanced at Valery and then turned to Joselyn.

“She’s always driven by money, isn’t she? You must have paid her a hefty sum to deal with me, haven’t you?”

“Hannah, I understand that she might have said things you didn’t like, but you can’t blame me for that, can you?” Joselyn couldn’t hide her agitation.

Hannah took a step closer, locking eyes with Joselyn.

“I’ve seen this tactic before in Cadilind.

Do you have any new tricks up your sleeve?”

“Hannah, let’s not act hastily!” Joselyn feigned alarm, taking a step back, her voice projecting so loudly that it drew the attention of those around the banquet.

Joselyn’s friends chimed in, scolding Hannah, “Why would you resort to violence? That’s incredibly rude!”

Hannah merely smiled, replying, “I didn’t intend to hit her earlier, but since she’s been quite the performer tonight, I thought I’d lend a hand.

”

Before anyone could grasp her intentions, Hannah raised her hand, delivering a resounding slap that left a vivid red mark on Joselyn’s face.

A strong wind followed the stinging sound.

The sound was so sharp that even those who hadn’t initially noticed the commotion turned to look.

The blow left Joselyn feeling disoriented.

She instinctively covered her right cheek with her hand, her ear still ringing.

Before she could utter a word, she received another slap, this time on her left cheek.

Once again, the palm of Hannah’s hand landed on Joselyn’s face.

The slap carried such force that it sent Joselyn tumbling onto the sofa.

“Ah! Joselyn!”

A man seated beside her rushed to her aid.