IN THE KING'S CHAMBER
When Ronan reached the King's chamber, he was still standing at that same spot beside the lampstand. He didn't flinch or yell at him for barging into her room that way without being ordered to enter. “I knew you would return after throwing her in there. What do you want me to do for you? She's a traitor.”
“I agree, my King.” Ronan bowed, his forehead touching the ground. “Lyra committed the worst crime, but I still do not believe that she would do that. That's why I'm here.”
“Ronan!” His voice resounded in the room. This time, he walked away from the lampstand to the flower vessel in the room. “What do you want to do for her? Conduct a befitting burial after her execution? Or should I also put you there?”
He wasn't shocked to hear the king speak that way. Even tho
