Contract With The Alpha King
Chapter 127

Chapter 127

"Elijah, darling, is there a need for you to stay with your wife!" The Queen smiled before letting one of her ladies-in-waiting pour her more tea "How could she rest when you are there, sitting next to her? I understand that you two just got married but... there should be the right time and place for these things"

Eljah looked at Fiona. "Is my presence making you uncomfortable?"

"No" Fiona shook her head. "It is making me feel better," she said, giving Elijah an innocent smile before glancing at the Queen. Just as she expected the Queen rolled her eyes. Good, Fiona thought inwardly.

"I hope our presence doesn't disturb your tea time. Your Highness," Fiona said. leaning closer to Elijah. "If it is, then please do not blame Elijah. It is my fault for being weak." She let out a series of coughs. "My husband only wanted to make sure I am safe. After what happened last time... Fiona didn't need to continue her words. She blinked her eyes and watched the queen's reaction.

Again, a flash of irmation glinted in the Queen's eyes

Fiona leaned further into Elijah, her body angled just enough to make her presence seem deliberately intrusive to the Queen. Meanwhile, Elijah's arm rected cavally on the back of the sofa, his proximity adding an extra layer of defiance to Fiona's calculated actions. The Queen's eyes flicked between them, her irritation thinly veiled as she sipped her tea. "Fiona," she began, placing her cup down. "I noticed you aren't drinking anything. Do you not care for tea!"

Trona gave a polite smile, tilting her head slightly. "I've recently found that I don't enjoy bitter things," she said.

A brief shadow of anger crossed the Queen's face, but it vanished as quickly as it had appeared. She gave a tight smile in response. "Bitter things are often good for one's health. A shame you can't appreciate them."

"Speaking of biner things. Fiona said, her expression turning thoughtful as she met the Queen's gaze. "I wanted to thank you for the items you sent during my recovery. They were unique. Very good for health. I'm sure. Though, I was curious-who collected those items for your"

The Queen's hand paused mid-reach for her cup, her expression tightening. "Why do you ask?"

Fiona's me didn't waver. "Some of those items were poisonous," she said, her words dropping like stones into the suddenly heavy air. "Naturally, I decided not to alarm anyone by bringing it directly to the King, Instead, I thought it best to let you know. After all, it would be terrible if someone in your service were attempting to harm your family'sreputation by sending poison under your name."

The Queen's expression darkened, her carefully maintained composure beginning to crack. She leaned forward slightly, her fingers curling around the armrest of her chair. "Are you accusing me of something. Lady Fiona?" she asked. "Do you truly believe that I, Queen Luna of the Werewolves. would stoop so low as to poison you?"

Fiona's smile turned razor-sharp, though her tone remained outwardly cordial. "I would never suggest such a thing," she said. "You are far too wise and composed to be involved in something so crude. How could the Queen think of harming the one helping her people? Isn't that a bit too stupid" Fiona blinked. "My concern is that someone might be acting under your name, hoping to tamish your impeccable reputation."

The Queen's jaw tightened. Her gaze bored into Fiona, and for a moment, the room seemed to hold its breath. Elijah'seyes flicked to the Queen, his arm shifting slightly as though readying himself to intervene if necessary.

"How very considerate of you the Queen said finally, her voice clipped. She straightened, brushing invisible lint from her gown as though the act could dispel her ring anger. "Rest assured, I will investigate this matter thoroughly. If anyone in my service has acted improperly, they will be

"I'm sure you will handle it with the grace and authority befitting your title," Fiona replied smoothly, her expression serene. "I only brought it to geul attention out of respect. I wouldn't want to see your good nume sullied by the actions of someone unworthy of your trust." The Queen Hood abruptly, her movements sharp as she reached for her cup again. "Perhaps it's time we ended this conversation," she said. "1 „believe I live rested enough.

Fiona inclined her head slightly. "Of course, Your Highness. Thank you for allowing me to rest here. Your hospitality is truly unmatched. I will pemember it with all my heart"

Fiona leaned bark against Elijah, her smile softening into something far more triumphant. She watched as the Queenleft the private room with her ladies-in-waiting

Elijah's hand lingered near Fiona's check, his fingers brushing against her skin as he leaned closer. "Provoking the Queen in her own palace and acting as if you've done nothing wrong?" he asked, his gaze steady on hers. "You'vegrown bold, Lady Fiona" 1/2

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Fiona smirked, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Bold?" she repeated, tilting her head slightly. "Are you accusing a beautiful maiden like myself? That's dangerous territory, Your Highness. What would people say?"

Elijah chuckled softly, his hand moving to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. The gesture was slow as he let his fingers graze her skin. "You're speaking more and more like you were born in this palace," he said. "It suits you"

Fiona leaned back slightly, resting against his chest as she studied his face. "Born here? That would be bad. I'm certain they'd never handle me."

"No," Elijah said, his gaze tracing her features. They wouldn't

For a moment, neither spoke. Then Fiona shifted, her playful smirk returning. "After today, my father will think twice before underestimating me again." she said, "He came here thinking he could manipulate me, that he still had power over me. He was wrong Elijah's lips pressed into a thin line as he studied her. His hand lingered at her side. "You're no longer the bruised and battered woman I met back then he said as his gaze met hers

Fiona held his stare, her expression softening. "That's thanks to you," she said, her fingers brushing lightly against his arm. "You gave me a way out, Elijah. Thank you"

Elijah's expression softened, and he leaned in closer, his breath warm against her skin. "You could thank me," he said, his voice low, "but I'd rather you show me

Fiona's lips,curved into a playful smirk, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt. "Show you?" she teased, leaning just enough to bring their faces inches apart. "Careful, Your Highness. That might sound like an invitation." "Maybe it is," Elijah said, his gaze flicking briefly to her lips before meeting her eyes again. "Are you brave enough to accept?"

Fiona leaned in their faces so close now

ow that h her breath mingled with his "Always," she whispered.

But before either could close the distance, the sound of knocking interrupted the moment. Fiona sighed, her forehead resting briefly against Elijah's as she chuckled softly. "Duty calls," she said, pulling back slightly. Elijah smirked. "Come in. Regor

Regor entered the room, bowing deeply as he stepped inside.

"You certainly have a talent for interrupting." Elijah remarked before Regor could utter a word." "Now, go on-what is it this time?"