If a moment ago she was just channeling a queen, now she had completely transformed into a righteous and commanding empress, her aura surging in an instant.
Phoebe Lockwood was stunned silly. Her hair was still in Claire's hand, and for a moment, she forgot to struggle, her mind a complete mess.
Acting on some strange impulse, she crouched down and made a move to clean up the rice on the floor.
Claire Sinclair released her hair as she crouched down. Crossing her arms, she stared down at her. "Make it spotless. Otherwise, your father, the governor, will face divine retribution too."
Phoebe Lockwood cleaned for a moment before she suddenly snapped out of it, as if waking from a dream. Instantly, she was overcome with anger and indignation, and an immense sense of shame flooded her heart.
She shot to her feet and ran off in tears...
Claire Sinclair frowned. Thinking back to how she had just lost control, she wondered, 'Was that my sister possessing me?'
