Lysander Windrider put a hand on his father's shoulder, calmly urging him not to overreact to what was a clear provocation from the duke and duchess of Thorin.
"Your grace," he smiled slyly as he stepped forward, "Surely even you know that what the crown princess and your family did is a crime. What your purpose in marrying a woman with magic into the royal family?"
The room erupted into chaos, the supporters of the Thorin's and crown princess plus friends of the duke, neutral parties and even those who simply had an opinion wanted to share it.
Lysander's carefully wrapped words almost made it seem as if the Thorin's had other ambitions__treasonous ones.It worked because the king frowned and sat down, studying Sigrid carefully. His face was ashen, he gripped the armrests of his throne tightly.
"Silence." he raised a hand and commanded, his voice echoing through the room. "Crown princess, duke Thorin, can you explain yourselves?"
