Bab 425: The Plans

Isidorus narrowed his eyes when he looked at Adrianna and Haldir. Adrianna had clutched the nearest table with one hand and her other hand was gripping the fabric over her stomach. She was panting. There were sweat beats on her forehead. Her pale lips were parted as exhaled shallow breaths. Haldir on the other hand had sunk his knees to the ground. His eyes were fixed on the ground. 

Isidorus took his sword out and kept it at the nape of Haldir. "What happened over here? Tell me now or your neck would roll down." His nostrils flared. 

Haldir didn't look up and kept rooted to the ground. 

"It is none of your concern, Isidorus," said Adrianna in a hoarse voice. "Remove that sword."

"Yes, my Queen," he replied and encased the sword in its sheath.