Betrayed by Blood~
The king's inner court reeked of tension. All the council members were gathered around. King Alaric sat at the head of the long table, his knuckles pressed against his temples, his eyes dark with fury. Cain's insolent words echoed in his head repeatedly like a mocking chant.
"How dare he," Alaric muttered under his breath, though the words were loud enough to send a shiver down the spines of the councilmen seated before him.
"My king," one of the advisors began, his tone carefully measured and calm, "Cain's words at the summon were… bold, but perhaps it is wise to—"
"Bold?" Alaric's voice lashed through the room like thunder, his chair scraping back as he stood abruptly. "He undermined me. In my court. In front of my people. Do you call that bold, or do you mean treasonous?"
The advisor hesitated, swallowing hard. "Sire, Vehiron's resources—"
