"I find it unacceptable for the King to plot against his sons!" countered Arthur, shaking head hysterically. In his reluctance to resign, his discomposure bespoke being convinced of Simon's claim.
Simon, gazing into the distant view enveloped in mists as if a colossal beast was invading, could not reconcile Burial Mounds to the final resting place of Calamity.
Despite the futility of regret, Simon would have forced Calamity out of the capital to avoid getting embroiled in the feud of the royal house.
Gradually extricating himself from the painful thought, Simon found it better to hide the truth from Williams, for the time being.
Bearing against the burning hatred, Simon turned around to Arthur, "Any belongings of Calamity found?"
"Nothing at all," replied Arthur, helplessly.
"You mean the rummaging came to nothing - without the corpse, ornamental earrings and hairpins?" snarled Simon, clenching fists.