Strip Her Title As Fae Queen.

"So this has been your plan all along?" Queen Maeve questioned, her voice dripping with venom.

King Oberon regarded her with an incredulous look. "What are you implying?"

"I wouldn't be surprised if you orchestrated this from the beginning," Maeve accused, her tone sharp with bitterness. "When Valerie was injured, you sent Aldric after him instead of your best soldiers. You must have taught Aldric how to taunt and goad my son until he got into this predicament." Her eyes bore into his, filled with accusation.

"You believe I orchestrated this? That I conspired with Aldric to harm Valerie?" King Oberon's voice was laced with indignation. "How dare you? How dare you accuse me of such treachery? To suggest that I would jeopardize the lives of my own sons?!" His anger flared, his gaze hardening as he rebuked her accusation.