After making that statement, Sebastian returned to sit on his throne and observe the faces of the Lords. "If you know you are the one guilty of causing this mishaps. I'm giving you a chance to stand up and own up to your actions" he said crossing his hands and legs.
The atmosphere in the court room grew dense as silence reigned in the court room. Lord Irvington was having an inner battle whether or not he should admit he took the harvests for himself everytime there's was a harvest.
"But I didn't force the people to consult witches. They did that on their own!! Damn it!" He said inwardly. He only imagined his feet moving to stand up but in reality, he couldn't move them. Fear had gripped him so much that his knees grew weak.
"I'm being merciful by allowing you to confess" Sebastian said as he put his head to rest on his knuckles. The Lords glanced at each other in a suspicious manner apart from Lord Irvington whose eyes were glued to the table. Sebastian's piercing and domineering gaze was enough to make anyone pee in his pants and unfortunately for Lord Irvington, he did just that.
He was about to stand up and confess out of shame after he peed himself but Sebastian beat him to it. "Lord Irvington, I gave you enough time" the king said with a very deadpan expression. The Lords stared at Lord Irvington in shock after hearing the king mention his name. The mocking smile Sebastian had on previously was now gone. After hearing his name, strength emerged from God knows where and Lord Irvington stood up quickly. "Your majesty, I plead for your mercy. I only collected the harvest for my family. I have a big family your majesty, I didn't force the people to consult the witches.. I just..."
"I don't want to hear more!" Sebastian said raising his voice a little making Lord Irvington flinch.
"About the girls you took from Sir Clinton" Sebastian said moving to the next offence Lord Irvington committed.
Sir Clinton was the man in charge of taking people that were brought as slaves from Aremia.
Aremia was the neighbouring kingdom who practiced in slave trade. They took people from their home town and used them as slaves and sometimes, they brought some of the slaves to Denver. But Denver was different, the slave merchant in Denver took the slaves from the Aremia slave merchant and trained them. If they were girls, he would train them to be proper women but if they were men, he would train them to be warriors. It was like an orphanage the only difference was just that it had some grown men and women and unfortunately for some, they were taken as maids in the house of elites in Denver and some even worked at the palace. But that was a better fate compared to what they faced in Aremia.
The man who oversees this in Denver had never asked for money from anyone who came looking for maid or a man to join the king's army. Some even came to him looking for a wife for themselves. That's how well this man trained them. To judge rightly, he wasn't anything close to a slave merchant but to the people of Aremia, he was addressed as that. In Denver, the people taken as slaves from Aremia had the chance to live a better life. But Lord Irvington was head over Sir Clinton, the supposed slave merchant in Denver. He was appointed to watch the man's every move and make sure he wasn't breaking the law but instead, Lord Irvington was the one who broke the law.
He told Sir Clinton he needed eight girls to work in the palace but in reality, he wanted them as sex slaves. Lord Irvington was a man who never knew how to control his emotions and mostly, his urges. He had four wives already but still took mistresses for himself. To make matters worse, he shared the eight girls among himself and three friends. Two for each. But Sir Clinton wasn't aware of this so he let eight girls go with Lord Irvington.
Lord Irvington's mouth dropped open after hearing Sebastian mention the girls he took from Sir Clinton. He didn't expect that his nasty dealings will be found out by the king.
"Your majesty...I.. " he began stuttering irking Sebastian even more.
"You played on innocent Sir Clinton's intelligence and took the girls as sex slaves. You should learn to control yourself Irvington, you're not an animal" Sebastian said as his cold eyes drifted to the thing in-between the Lord's leg and saw that the man had wet himself. Lord Irvington saw the king's line of sight and tried to use his hand to cover the area that was wet.
"You truly have no control!" Sebastian said as he lazily shook his head in disappoinment.
"Guards, take this lowly creature away from my sight" Sebastian ordered as a cringe covered his face.
"No no... Your majesty, my Lord please!" Lord Irvington begged as he was being dragged away by the guards.
The rest of the members of the court were left speechless.
"He will be punished at the square tomorrow. You may leave" Sebastian said standing up from his throne making all of them bow before him before taking their leave.
"Tomorrow will be a good day" Sebastian said to Benjamin. Benjamin knew the king was excited to punish that bastard. Not only punish but also publicly disgrace him.