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With sweat beads covering her forehead, the queen questioned Astrid, “What do you want?” “Since my childhood, I have made it clearer that I would inherit the throne one day and punish you all for the wrong you did to my mother,” responded Astrid briskly. “More than anyone in the kingdom, you should be well aware of my intentions regarding you.” “I hope you’re not looking for revenge on some vague suspicion. Your mother’s death wasn’t a ploy but judgement that was passed on for her infidelity. Before you’d try to hurt me, I hope you view the situation more practically,” spoke Messalina in hopes of receiving some form of mercy. While the cunning lady wanted emancipation, Astrid had planned other things for her. While engaging in a conversation with Messalina, she further got reminded ab