Magnus doesn't wait for her to reply him, before he walks out of the room. A shame that his wife fell for such a trick. Now she nearly dried up due to lack of sensitivity. If this is how ignorant she is in a Castle, how will she be at war?
A proof that she's bad at being sensitive both at home and at war. The maids working in the hallway pause to take in his appearance, bit by bit.
He had already announced war against Losanhela, he doesn't want any problem with this King. "Magnus my friend, how is Rokha doing?"
"It's pleasant. Where is my wife?"
"Oh! She's where you left here. She didn't even come for brea-"
"Why is she cold?"
Basse's eyes narrow slowly.
"I have not stepped into your room since you left. I just sent a maid to- "
"What did you give to my wife, Basse?" The voice of Magnus is like a training thunder, preparing to release its bomb.
