91. BLACKMAILS
VALERIA
"It's not necessary; I can clean myself," I said, grabbing her hand tightly when she tried to touch me.
"I insist, Your Majesty. I believe it’s best if you let me help you," she said through clenched teeth, pulling her hand away sharply.
"Is something wrong?" Celine approached us, probably sensing the tension.
"No, don’t worry. I’ll just go wash off this stain. I’ll be right back," I replied, trying to force a smile.
"Valeria, don’t wander off or go anywhere without us," Quinn warned, a