[Choose your answer wisely.]
Queen Nerissa leaned forward, her massive eyes boring into Roxy's soul.
Her tentacles twitched with anticipation, curling around the base of her throne. The entire court held its breath. Even the bubbles from the thermal vents seemed to pause.
Nerissa was hoping that this small creature had birthed a grandchild for her.
Roxy's lips twitched; she opened her mouth and closed it.
Fuck. It only gets worse and worse.
Nerissa pressed on, and Roxy took a step back.
Absolutely not, are you crazy? She wished to say, but she couldn't. It might end up with her turning into the sardines.
She couldn't die, not when she had not seen Tanith turn into a powerful basilisk!
[The outcome of this conversation will determine the geopolitical future of the Beast World.]
