"I fail to comprehend your words, Your Majesty," Isaac replied, struggling to maintain a facade of cordiality. His smile wavered, revealing a hint of falseness. "Are you here for a session, or is there something else you wish to discuss?" He held his stance.
"The audacity to feign ignorance! Have you truly not visited her since she was condemned to a lifetime of imprisonment? The answer is no," King Desmond retorted, his gaze piercing Isaac like a thousand daggers. The king's voice carried a potent mix of anger and disappointment.
Isaac's eyebrows furrowed in genuine confusion as he asked, "Whom are you referring to? I'm afraid I don't understand."