บท 33: What I Want.

The entire throne room fell into a void of utter silence. In it, even the drop of a pin would seem ear-shatteringly loud. Each and every person present tensed up, and all the guards were like coiled vipers, ready to attack at a single command.

Aric's words were, well, heavy to say the least, but his audacity was even far more profound. He had walked into the palace alone and accused a king in front of his court of planning treason and rebellion.

[Conquest notification]

[The Lord of Meisterfort is shocked by your actions.]

[The Countess of Lorin is afraid | Susceptibility increased by 5%.]

[The third Royal Guard has become wary of you | Danger increased by 5%.]

[The King of Byzeth is intrigued by your actions.]

A flurry of panels began to materialize and surround Aric.

Aszer leaned back in his throne, his head leaning to the side on his left hand as he regarded the fourth prince with a blank expression.