C295 WALKING OUT OF THE HALL

Kaira stayed on the floor. Her white dress was dirty from the stones. She didn't look at the Young Prince, and she didn't look at the lords. She just breathed fast, her chest moving up and down. The room was so quiet you could hear the North King’s heavy breathing. He was shaking.

The Young Prince stood by his throne. He gripped the arms of his chair so hard his hands turned white