The expressions he saw on Queen Nerith's face was an expression one would have when they were truly shaken by a realization.
Corey wondered why the queen had such an expression. Knowing that his life depended on the queen's ability to fight back their enemies, he spoke to her through his mind.
'What's wrong?'
Queen Nerith glanced at him with a slightly taken aback expression, and then she shook her head slightly.
'It's nothing. I-'
'Bloody put away your stubbornness and foolishness, and say what's wrong for once. My life is literally in your fucking hands, and the one thing I would never accept even in my grave is that I died cause of your pride.'
'If I had the ability to fight Immortals, trust me, the last thing I'd be doing is having this damned conversation with you.'
'So you better tell me what's wrong, or I'll make sure I follow you to the afterlife and feed you to the pigs since that would be where you belong if I die because of you.'
