#Chapter33 Violet

Violet For a moment, I let the silence hang between us. I watched him get more irritated. He must be used to intimidating a lot of people by throwing his title around. A bit of irritation prickled at the back of my mind. It wasn’t fair to be upset with Theodore for letting his brother take over the throne or abdicating his right to succession. He had some damn good, traumatic reasons for his decisions, but couldn’t he have killed Owen first? I took a deep breath, pushing that thought down. It wouldn’t be good to have such bloodlust on my mind when in closed quarters with someone irritating me. Whatever the spell Theodore had cast on me didn’t return me to full strength, but judging by what I knew about Owen and his figure, I probably didn’t need my full strength. I took a deep breath and slipped my hand into my pocket, checking to see if my phone was recording. It wasn’t. Damn it. Was my watch? It would be the most iron-clad defense against him if he decided to trump up charg