The former Count Heirden was standing in the middle of a stone room with two more people. He recognized them as they were his peers in the past.
"To think that you would actually get invited as well, Count Heirden… Ah! I can't use that name anymore, right, Yesley?" One of them sneered. "Not only have you lost your identity as an arbiter, but you also have lost your title, reducing you and your family to commoners. No, in fact, you're already lucky enough that you manage to avoid execution."
Yesley Heirden didn't even bother to reply to him, but his hands were already clenched into fists. He had come here because of Noel and Anna. The king told him he would get the power and chance to kill them if he came here.
But before they could mock him even more, he was fortunate that the door was opened.
*Creak!*
"!!!" The three turned to the door, finding the king and the marshal entering the room.
