Winter Solstice (3)

Everyone bowed their heads as King Rychell passed by on his way to his throne.

When he reached their table, Ailwin could feel hostility directed his way. When he looked up, his eyes met his father's for an instant before Rychell continued going forward.

Mikaela didn't observe the interaction between the two, so when they were able to pick their heads up again, she didn't understand why Ailwin was sweating a little.

"Ailwin…?"

"It's fine." 

Ailwin felt his father's power in that instant when their eyes met. It was like Rychell had a fist around his heart.

He had never felt the King's strength before now. Though he was confident he could win the war against him, he doubted he'll be able to win a one on one fight against his father.

"Please be seated." Rychell sat down, allowing everyone to take theirs.

Mikaela glanced over at the throne to get a good look at the King's face.