The room fell into stunned silence as if someone had hit the pause button on the entire banquet. Nobody had anticipated such a dramatic entrance, especially from someone who wasn't even supposed to be the star of the show.
As everyone stood there with their jaws practically on the floor, King Valentin took slow, deliberate steps toward her, glaring.
Meanwhile, Riona stood there like a statue, a perfect replica of her stance during her fight with Number One in the Umbra Grounds arena.
It was Riona–she was volatile and violent.
Shouldn't she have caused a scene by now? Shouldn't she be unleashing a verbal storm on everyone, starting with the princess?
Thorin was convinced she'd come to settle the score with Princess Lisbeth, ready to throw her down.
But no, she remained frozen. Something was definitely off.
Thorin's mind raced with indecision. Should he intervene?
