The king, Queen and the Crown prince.
They all knelt right in front of Akamir with their eyes staring at the ground.
Akamir sat on the head table with his eyes on them.
He had one hand under his chin while the other tapped slowly on the armrest.
'….hmmm, they look better now.'
He thought as he glanced to his side where Slayri looked at her family with pity.
He was well aware of their outcome no matter how hard they tried to change it.
"The king—."
Akamir stopped because he had forgotten the name of the king.
In the first place he never bothered to remember his name.
Akamir turned to look at the princess as he asked. "….What's his name?"
"Dael, Lorein and Prince Torin."
Sylari replied to him though she was sure he wouldn't bother to remember them.
Akamir turned to look at the king.
"Dael." He said. "Since when did your bloodline start this business of selling people?"
The king's eyes widened, but he remained silent, his hands trembling slightly against the marble table.
