Prince Edward, a knight of a powerful army and commanding presence, sat upon his brother's throne, his eyes fixated on the trembling figure of Earl, the human who had been brought before him for interrogation. Earl stood before the prince, his gaze cast downward in fear and trepidation, knowing the gravity of his situation. He was taken out of the dungeon this morning for irrigation as he had known knowledge that he hadn't seen nor heard in such a long time.
"Earl," Edward's voice rang out with authority, cutting through the oppressive silence of the chamber. "You stand accused of crimes against the kingdom of Snow. It has come to my attention that you possess knowledge of an ancient text, a tome that holds secrets beyond mortal comprehension. What does a human like you know about such things that are in the forbidden library in the council? You know something don't you"
