The atmosphere in the room grew thick with tension as a heavy silence descended above them. Icarus' gaze darkened with rage, and the air around him became frigid as if he were holding an icicle in his hands. His muscles stiffened, and his hands clenched into a fist.
Sighing momentarily, Alfred continued, "It was rumored he was betrayed by someone who he-"
"Alfred!" Icarus' booming voice interrupted him. Icarus' dark gaze was a living testament that he wasn't enjoying the conversation.
"I'm sorry for spilling this information. But I just wanted to remind you Milady, that everything here is more than what the eyes meet," Alfred chipped in, his tone as apologetic as it had been when addressing her earlier.
Rachael's brows lowered ever so slightly, and she stared at the floor. She felt as though her heart had been shattered. How could he say such words to Icarus, knowing how much it would hurt?
