'What do you think that you are doing!?' King Ophire's eyes were narrowed dangerously as he glared at the man seated to his right.
Duke Brodie realized his folly when he felt the King's frightening aura surrounding his body in the next instant.
"Forgive me, Your Majesty! I was too excited earlier." He apologized with a bow for he was the one who had startled the older man which could have led to disastrous outcomes.
The vial of foggy lavender liquid which was foaming a little was the cure to the plague tormenting their Kingdom.
If something were to happen to it then the King would not spare him just as he would not be able to forgive himself.
Therefore, Duke Brodie was earnest in his apology as he admitted his wrongdoing straightaway.
King Ophire retracted his aura after noticing his genuine expression of guilt before waving his hand, permitting him to sit upright once again.
Uh-oh! There's a problem with the cure.