Vivian's POV
"Delia!"
I called out Delia's name with excitement and pushed open the door to her bedroom.
But as soon as my foot crossed the threshold, my smile froze on my face. Oh, how unfortunate I am! I sighed in my mind. Instead of finding Delia, I found myself surrounded by people I disliked.
"I don't believe it's appropriate to directly address the future queen by her name, Vivian," Susanna's voice sounded calm but laced with a warning.
"Yes... ma'am."
Though her tone was gentle as she spoke my name, it carried an insincere politeness to my ears. As a witch, I abhorred hypocrisy!
I shouted in my mind. Despite my discontent, I couldn't help but feel a pang of submission whenever Susanna glared at me.
It was as if I were being pricked by needles, forcing me to obediently
