A deadly silence fell in the court room after the second Prince was taken away. Frederick cleared his throat and addressed the people, "Is there anything more to discuss while we are gathered here to honor the De Biville's?"
"..." Nobody spoke, it was impossible to discuss about any other matters after what had happened before them today. When no one stepped forward to speak, Frederick rose from his throne chair with a heavy sigh, "We shall end our discussion then. This year's celebration is dismissed."
"Y-yes, Your majesty!" The hall echoed in unison as they all stood to their feet to bow.
Frederick stepped down the few steps of the throne and made to exit the hall with restrained, but dignified steps. The moment he walked out of the hall, standing to one side of the corridor was Hamon, he had a distant look on, as if he was deeply absorbed in thoughts, Frederick walked towards him instead, with a smile he patted Hamon's broad shoulder,
