Nova stood ramrod straight, King's words ringing a loud gong in her head.
For a brief moment, she couldn't feel her fingers and a bizarre feeling made itself at home in her body.
She waited for King's explanation but got nothing. King lowered at her, his grey eyes holding a toxic determination.
Nova knew King didn't like to repeat himself and she was already crossing a boundary by questioning him, but she was too befuddled to let this go.
King had two levels of anger. There was the one in which he could be approached and persuaded.
Then there was that one, which was a symbol of destruction. King rarely gets to this stage, but when he does, no one can cajole him.
This was the fury presently sitting on his face, and Nova could see that liaising with him was a hopeless cause.
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