"She's right, your majesty" a voice broke through the tension, dragging all eyes to turn towards him. Basalom stood straight, his hands gently clasped behind him and his face without any emotion.
"Why must she be spared in an accusation as serious as this one…If it were someone else…I am sure such same couldn't be said for…"
"Elder, she's our Queen" A dark skinned Gamma warrior politely reminded and immediately brought the fiery gaze of the man onto himself, a warning.
"Murder accusations defile every rank and title in existence…not even the Queen would escape that, or do you think otherwise your highness?"
