The sound of the clattering teacup resonated inside the golden king's pavilion. Right after his spies reported to him from the shadows, the hand that was holding the handle of the teacup lost its strength in a matter of a split second.
His spy remained kneeling in front of King Ryzen Theodas Altera.
"How are the queen and the babe?" Though his voice was quiet, the spy knew his master's temperament more than anyone else. He knew that behind the gentle voice of the so-called golden king was an angry beast. The spy did not hear it directly from his master, but he could guess what the king was feeling for the supposed enemy's queen—after all, he was a man too, he knew how to read emotions when he saw one. He never saw his master hesitate to kill any potential threat to his goal, not until he watched King Ryzen throw the contents of the poison into the pond without a second glance.
