Ashmaris's pov
I stormed out of Junia's chamber, ignoring Zyrix's calling as I dragged his blade behind me.
Those scums better tell me who tried to Junia if they want my explanation. When I reached the court room I pushed the door open.
They all turned when I entered, I walked towards them. They all greeted me, their eyes on the blade behind me.
"Your Majesty" Lord Serthkaar came forward, he seems bold enough today. "We were told that today's trial should be put to stop, So we came—"
That was where I stopped him, raising the blade to his neck, fear settled in his expression and I smiled. The rest of them gasped, flinching backwards.
"Your—your Majesty" Lord Serthkaar stammered, glancing down at the blade against his neck.
"You all came here to ask why I put a stop to the trial, when you know what had happened or isn't one of you or all of you would send assassins to kill my mates" I yelled, pressing the swords against Lord Serthkaar 's neck.
