Confused, Tristan Castelof slowly climbed on the bed and placed his hand on Lena's arm. "What's the matter?" he asked.
Lena could feel the anxiety in his voice but... she still refused to look at him.
She couldn't understand. How can someone be that cruel towards his own people?
She understood if he was cruel towards his enemies but... not what he did to someone who was loyal to him. Besides, she already figured out that the punishment didn't end on Ricon. All the guards who went with her that day were punished... all because of her.
She never once wanted others to suffer because of her. That wasn't her.
"Lena, why won't you talk to me?" Tristan Castelof asked, confused.
If he knew that his wife met Ricon in the day, he might be able to have an idea. However, he hurried there right after he finished his work, without even waiting for Dario's report.
