Henry's lips trembled as he was cornered into a situation that he didn't want to take part of. The young queen has gone mad! Why was she asking him about his master's weakness?
Of all the people that she had to ask, why did it have to be him?
"Your majesty, why do you want to know?" Henry asked.
The old man tried to stay calm but his knees were madly shaking. Anytime now he could feel them buckling. Eventually, he knew all the strength in them were sure to leave him at the most inconvenient moment.
"You shouldn't ask anything, Henry," Elys replied to his question, "all you need to do is to answer me – and don't you even think of lying."
"I – I…" Henry stuttered.
He couldn't understand where he should even begin.
"Did I also say that I don't appreciate you taking too long to answer such a simple query?" the human queen asked him sarcastically.
