Chapter 33: Uncrowned
Third Person's POV
Nem blankly stared at Seles' familiar and unfamiliar face.
"Isn't it infuriating?" Seles' voice echoed in Nem's ears like a lullaby of curses.
It was.
It wasn't only infuriating but downright flesh grinding hatred that seeps deep in her bones.
"You shouldn't make such a scary expression on that impossibly beautiful face of yours."
Seles took off her gaze on Nem's face that is currently contorted with hatred and pain, like she grew tired of watching an interesting show and is now disinclined to even spare it a glance.
"Bring it to me."
She raised her left hand and one of her personal maids immediately took out a wooden box the length of half an arm and the width of a thumb.
Caressing the intricate design carved on the exterior of the woode
