The grand hall buzzed with hushed whispers and piercing stares. The air was thick with anticipation.
Riona stood tall with Thorin's reassuring presence beside her. She knew the weight of the moment rested on her shoulders.
Everyone was watching her every move, and they anticipated a good show. Some vampires blatantly turned their bodies towards her to see what kind of mess she would do this time.
No one expected her to succeed in anything she wanted to do. In fact, Riona also doubted she could overcome her fear of her uncle. However, this was her only option now.
It was now or never.
She clenched her fists and said, "Your Majesty, I'd like to report an injustice committed by your lady and your daughter."
King Valentin's eyes bore into her. She felt suffocated by that single glare. She had to give it to the king—he stuck to his habit of saying nothing and just staring at her.
