Page 115 of Savage Throne
“Legacy, Mountain Mistress.” Song pointed to the women. “Look at them.”
I did.
I gazed at their small, trembling forms and the way they avoided my gaze as though I might lash out at them.
“They cannot call you Monique. They are not your friends. Your buddies. They serve you because you deserve it.”
I swallowed.
“You’re not just a killer to them. You are now something else entirely. Something terrifying and very powerful.”
I put my view back on Song.
“You are their Mountain Mistress. Their fierce protector. Their loving leader.”
I felt like I was about to pass the fuck out.
Song winked. “And there is no going back.”
With that, Song turned around and left.
Oh shit.
Chapter nineteen
The Birth of Obsession
Lei
I stood in front of my bedroom window.
The vast expanse of glass stretched from floor to ceiling, framing the East.
It’s starting.
Below, the Palace grounds teemed with life, a spectacle that seemed almost otherworldly.
The crowd stretched far beyond the Palace gates; a sea of faces turned upward toward the towering estate.
From this height, I couldn’t see their expressions clearly, but I didn’t need to.
I could hear them.
“Welcome, Mountain Mistress!”
“We love you!”
“We support you!”
The crowds swelled in every direction, and their voices rose in a rhythmic chant.
“We love you!”
It wasn’t just noise—it was massive respect.
Devotion.
Love.
