The silence that crashed down was absolute.
Aurex's hand wrapped firmly around Viya's wrist, stopping the slap mid-swing. His golden eyes remained cold, unreadable. The entire throne room seemed to hold its breath.
He released her wrist and stepped back, brushing invisible dust off his sleeve. "You know, I've been thinking I need a personal attendant for a while now." His gaze landed on Wish. "And I think I've found the perfect candidate."
He looked directly at her. "From now on, I declare you as my personal attendant."
The collective gasp rippled through the room. Guards straightened in shock. The other maids stared wide-eyed. Nyla's mouth fell open before she caught herself.
Wish stood frozen, her brain struggling to process what just happened.
Viya recovered first, her face twisting as she bowed slightly. "Your Radiance, forgive my boldness, but why would you choose... that thing... as your personal attendant?"
