Night again had come and Fontana was being called by the King once more. The door slowly opened and Fontana's presence was slowly seen by him while sitting on the same chair, the previous night. While Fontana was walking closer to the same seat that she had seated previously and when she finally near it, she slowly took a sit. The armies that had accompanied her to the King immediately walked out and slowly closed the door.
They are in the same place again. The same set of things are still visible to her eyes.
Fontana just keeps looking at him with no emotion on her face. She cannot attempt to talk for she doesn't know where to start and how to talk calmly for she was just trapping the anger within herself to not get in loose.
The King picked a single grape then eat it gently but still staying his eyes in touch with her. Fontana didn't decline his stare instead she gave the looks that he wanted to see from her.
"You are starting to be mad again."
The King said.
