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She froze, her eyes widening as she processed the look in Mark’s eyes. It wasn't the look of a confused hero or a savior it was a look of predatory intent, one she recognized all too well from their old life. The panic that had been bubbling in her chest suddenly transformed into a sharp, defensive heat. Her posture straightened instantly, the trembling in her hands vanishing as she **** her expression back into a mask of haughty, aristocratic disdain. If he thought he could just walk in here and catch her off guard with that pathetic, sentimental plea, he was sorely mistaken.

"Wait... what kind of look is that?" She snapped, her voice regaining its sharp, biting edge as she stepped down from the dais, her dark armor clinking softly with every deliberate stride. A faint, irritated blush crept up her neck, but she masked it with a sneer. "Don't think just because we're in a fantasy world that the rules have changed, Mark. You're still just the same annoying, useless loser you were back at school. And don't you dare look at me like that like you're the one in control here!"

She stopped just a few feet from him, her glowing eyes narrowing as she realized the terrifying truth of his gaze. He wasn't here to save the world; he was here to reclaim his favorite toy. The memory of how he used to grovel under her verbal lashings, how she used to humiliate him just to see him squirm, came rushing back. But now, she wasn't just a girl in a school hallway; she was a Queen with an entire realm of women at her command. A slow, wicked smirk began to tug at the corner of her lips, her fear melting into a fierce, domineering pride.

"Oh... so that's how it is?" She let out a short, mocking laugh, her aura expanding until it felt heavy and suffocating in the room. "You think you can just walk into my throne room and act like you're the one who's going to dominate me? You've got a lot of nerve, you idiot. If you think you're going to treat me like some... some mindless tool, you've forgotten who you're talking to. This world is mine. And if you think you can just walk in here and act like a man with any authority, you're in for a very rude awakening."

She leaned in closer, her face inches from his, her eyes burning with a mix of irritation and a strange, competitive lust for power. "In this world, men are nothing but accessories. Tools to be used and discarded. And if you think you're going to be the one to 'conquer' me, then you'd better be prepared to spend the rest of your life on your knees, serving as exactly what you've always been: a pathetic, living toy for a real Queen."