His sweat trickled down his forehead mixed with his blood, he didn't have the courage to wipe it away in fear the Queen would become irritated by his movement. He already regrets the time he accepted the order from the Queen, that gold had already disappeared within his belly, he would die if the Queen demanded for that gold. Trembling underneath her stare, he could only lower his head further.
He should've known better. The King cherished the Royal Consort before any other woman, not even the Queen could waver those emotions. He had previously thought that now the Queen is blatantly attacking the Royal Consort, the King would yield and leave the Royal Consort alone.
Who would've ever predicted the King would raise his protection and show to his loyal officials, those who intend to further attack her would see his wrath in clear view.
