All eyes turned to the source of the screech. It was Celine, who pointed an accusatory finger at an amused Althea.
"You lie. You lie, witch!" Celine snapped, clutching her stomach with her right hand. "You're only saying that to get attention away from me. B–Because you somehow found out I'm pregnant!"
Oh shit...
Everyone was surprised by her revelation and turned their gazes to me first before staring at her again.
"Celine is... Celine is pregnant?" Odessa asked, confusion thick in her voice.
Gosh, she was going to get the wrong idea.
"Yes, hybrid," Celine said victoriously, laughing maniacally. "And unlike your filthy half-breed baby, my baby will have a say over the throne and will be accepted by the continent. Your child wouldn't even be—"
"For the love of everything under the moon!" I couldn't take it anymore and snarled, my voice booming around the throne room and causing everyone to jolt.
I glared at Celine, pointing a finger at her. "Pipe down for once."
