THE Queen Regnant was, by any measure, astonishing.
She had crushed Batiatus without flinching. She had chosen these beings across ages. Batiatus had stood at her throne, among the ones she trusted most in all of existence. And the instant he was confirmed for what he was, she had ended him out of being like a man flicking a dead insect off a table!
Whatever she had felt for him before, and she had surely felt something, none of it bought him a single breath of mercy once the truth was known.
Noah respected it, because it was close to how he moved himself. Loyalty was everything, right up until it became betrayal, and then it was nothing at all.
