[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: TEDDY BEAR ~ MELANIE MARTINEZ]
Almaria sat in front of Supreme King Venantius. Deonisia had just told her the story of how everything had started, and Almaria felt betrayed, realizing she had been a pawn in the chessboard, while she saw herself as the queen. Now uncertain of what she was fighting for, she faced the Supreme King, whose aura made her uncomfortable, especially as she no longer knew her purpose.
"Supreme king, have you done your research and found out that we speak the truth?" Deonisia smiled, sitting with her legs crossed.
King Venantius, holding a goblet of red grape wine, twirled it, his eyes fixed on Almaria. He pushed the wine to his lips, taking a sip and licking the contents that almost spilled off his lips.
