Silence.
As if a blade had ridden on invisible waves to destroy all the sound in the chamber, a period of silence that was so deep that it felt as if one could hear many, many heartbeats thundering in the chests of those who prided themselves on their icy coolness if they just strained their ears began right after the King's last word was heard in the chamber.
The kid had always been a bit of a showman, but the Head hadn't expected that that side of him would be on full display on such an important day.
Thinking on it more, though, he realized that perhaps…it was exactly what was needed to handle the group in front of him.
Gone were the words and actions filled with caution, which showed his desire to think of the future, and take careful steps.
Gone was the doubt that moving too quickly might make others ally against him.
