"So, will you tell us what is the deal with this golden mask?" Lucia asked Zander for explanation. She looked at the king with her sharp eyes, Rye was sitting beside her, while she was standing.
She crossed her arms in front of her chest and waited impatiently. She didn't even have any scrupulous to demand the answer, even though the man before her was the king.
She needed to know after all the horrendous thing that she had to go through. She still remembered all the name of the children that had met their demise on the slab when they sacrificed them and she couldn't do anything about it.
Lucia knew it was not nice to bring this up, but she was more than willing to stoop that low to remind Zander about that. She looked at the king in the eyes and then reiterated all the name of the children.