Khalilah's eyes met Olive's hard and stone-cold gaze, his red eyes resembled pools of blood, she felt every cell in her body shut down, she stiffened and averted her gaze to the farthest corner of the room. Malia also cowered fearfully at the presence of the King, she bowed her head and stepped away from the bed.
Olive stood there for a minute and he studied the room from where he stood, Khalilah bit down on her lips to stop them from quivering, she hoped he wouldn't come any close to her, she hoped he would just leave.
Her hopes shattered when he advanced toward her, in slow calculative movements as though he was taunting her, Khalilah gripped her clothes tightly, trying to suppress any panic sounds that were about to escape her.
She whimpered soundlessly when he got in front of her, she decided to stare down at her dress instead, since his entire being was standing directly in front of her.
