"Executed?" Eleanor asked, her voice heavy, piercing through the silence that followed immediately he ended his words.
The room's attention shifted to her, Ares included, as her calm facade cracked open by the fury burning in her eyes.
Suddenly, she laughed, a sound that sent shivers down the spines of those present. "I'm to be executed for destruction, for murder... How rich. Coming from those who have never sinned, who see me as nothing more than a meal, a mere object, not a living being with emotions."
Anthonia spoke up, her smile dripping with haughtiness, "So you think the King's decision is wrong?" Her words goaded Eleanor, who seethed with anger.
"Your death has been announced, accept it," she continued, her voice sugary sweet. "Look on the bright side, you'll reunite with your kind."
