Rebirth Of The Evil Queen

Seeing her father, the man she had worked so hard to please in her previous life, her heart turned cold. She bowed deeply, the kind of bow a peasant would give to high-ranking officials. "Your Highness, the Duke of Elarion," she said, her voice steady but distant.
Her brother's handsome face twisted with anger. He strode forward and grabbed her hand harshly, yanking her upright. "Stop this madness!" he demanded. "How dare you kneel like a peasant?"
Selene hissed in pain, her eyes narrowing as she snatched her hand away. She glared at him, the brother who had always ridiculed her. "Do not touch me," she snapped, her voice like ice. Looking at her two family members and the men she worked so hard to please, Selene only felt hatred because when she wanted them to protect her and defend her they always sided with her half sister.