The room was deadly silent. Many did not even dare to breathe. Damien was standing beside the throne where Carme was sitting leisurely with a smile on his face.
He was the only one who looked relaxed in the room. With a drink in his hands, he looked at all of them as if they were not worth his attention.
"Did you not want me to call him? I have called him." He gave all of them an amused look, "why are you so silent now? Ask him what you want to do." his eyes stopped on Count. When he did not speak, Carmen looked at Duke Clamstone.
The man was silent yesterday but that did not mean he had accepted the explanation.
Damien passed the count a look. His eyes narrowed and the dark clouds loomed over his face. The man looked so dangerous that not even a fool would speak in front of him.
"I.. my lord.. How could we speak in front of you?" he tried to find a way, "after all you are.."