"Gianna was the witch holding you captive right?"
Ian didn't want to admit that Gianna was involved. For some reason it felt bad to admit that she was directly involved in his capture. It felt wrong. Ian knew his mother could go to great lengths to punish those who wronged her.
Queen Mazarine ruled with an iron fist. Unlucky were the law offenders brought before her to face their punishment. Mazarine would do anything and everything possible to get the truth out of suspects. Ian knew Gianna wouldn't be an exception to her.
"Was she involved or not?" She asked again.
"Yes but also no."
Queen Mazarine wasn't pleased by his answer. He couldn't be taunting her.
"How so?" She asked angrily.
"How did you find me?" Ian ignored her question.
Queen Mazarine threw a furtive glance at Princess Fiona who was seated on her left. The demon thing had always been kept a secret from Fiona.
No one spoke for a moment.
