Ophelia staggered away from him, the dismay weighing her heart down. She glanced at her feet in disbelief. He was disappointed. Furious, even. Was there nothing she could do to become the perfect wife for him? She thought this would fix their relationship. Instead, it only seemed to be a strain on everything.
"Why is Layla being executed?" Ophelia mumbled upon seeing Beetle's exasperated expression. She wanted to change the conversation. She had changed this much for Killorn, and he wasn't even pleased.
Killorn narrowed his eyes into slits. His handsome features were thunderous with rage. He turned to ignore her, but Ophelia reached and held onto his sleeve, almost timidly.
"Enough," Killorn gritted out. "Layla will be punished."
Killorn pushed her hand off. Her heart fell. He saw how quickly the hope left. Her foundation was shaking.
