"This situation is terrible," Julian responded to Cedric's inquiry.
"How's Caelum doing?"
The royal beta's forehead creased with worry. "If you're planning to share bad news with Caelum at this moment, I'd strongly advise against it." Cedric shook his head firmly. "Now isn't the time."
Right on cue, another crash echoed from Lyra's bedroom.
"I assumed there wasn't anything left for him to demolish," Julian winced.
"He's already punched through to the adjacent room, and now he's tearing apart his own quarters."
"Good lord!" Julian rubbed his chest anxiously. He doubted he could confront Caelum during this peak of rage, particularly with this news. He couldn't predict how the king would respond.
"So what did you discover during your visit to her cell?" Cedric asked with bitter sarcasm. If the choice were his, he'd want that woman executed. A death sentence would be fitting. Unfortunately, the decision wasn't his to make.
