Golden eyes swept over every knight in the room with calm, professional indifference. As though the general were simply assessing the battlefield before deciding how much effort it would take to clean it.
Some Holy Knights instinctively stumbled backward, and one actually made the sign of the Divine over his chest, which made Sera grin.
Nyx---
Didn't even acknowledge it!
Her gaze remained fixed on the priest, glaring at him with indifference.
Like he was a pest.
And she was still calculating whether to set it free---
Or kill it outright!
When she spoke, her voice filled every corner of the house.
Cold.
Measured...
Absolutely lethal!
"You have exactly one opportunity to explain why armed men forced their way into the residence of my future queen---"
But she barely finished her sentence before steel hissed from its scabbard and some idiot completely ignored her warning.
That idiot---
Was Father Malach Veyron!
