Nyx stared at the crown in Demetrius' hand open mouthed. She blinked severally, "What is the meaning of this?"
"He begs for your forgiveness and requests his heir places the crown on his head."
Nyx was scared, "Why.. would he do... that? An Alpha without his crown?"
"Your son is also a king, he is Oberon's identity, so it is also the same thing."
Nyx shook her head, "This.. we do not want it.. please, this is.. not right."
"This is the only right thing at the moment, it is only right, his heir get all the honour he deserves."
She held her head, feeling weak at her knees, "Honour, he deserves?"
"Yes, allow us accord him that respect."
She whipped her head up, "No, you can take it back to him," she said firmly, "I do not want anything related to him here."
The elders were surprise by her firmness, "What do you mean by that?"
