"You―!" Lord Waylen pointed a finger at Jonah but was unsuccessful in getting any other words out. He simply eyed Jonah with hatred, but the other party merely matched his gaze without flinching. "You have no right!"
"On the contrary, I have every right," Jonah said. "You have already endangered the kingdom by being rude to our guests, who, mind you, are the rulers of the most powerful kingdom in the known world. My, Lord Waylen, are you trying to make Nedour the enemy of Vramid? Might I remind you that King Atticus and Queen Daphne are the only ones in this world with magic right now?"
Jonah gestured to Atticus, who had finally made his way over. His face was now masked by thunderstorms, and when Lord Waylen looked over, his face turned so pale that Daphne wondered if he was about to wet himself.
