The mood in the throne room was depressing, and Cyrus, who was seated on his throne with a deep frown of displeasure, reeked of murder intent.
One might think he was upset because of the news about Isabella, but he was upset because he had been interrupted and had to leave his wife at a critical time.
Was it really that important?
While Mirabella and Victor stood with the strong looking guards who had come with General Samuel, Ashton stood in front of the throne, looking unconcerned.
Cyrus sighed, clearly frustrated. This was something Ashton noticed.
"Can someone tell me where the body is?" Ashton inquired, and General Samuel entered, carrying an extremely pale Isabella in his arms.
Her skin was dead and extremely dry, with green scales visible on her neck.
Cyrus' eyes narrowed as he looked at the body because it was so familiar.
