"First Prince?"

Away from Harold's chamber, everywhere around the palace was silent despite the movement of people to their various quarters and chambers.

It seemed like everyone was walking on tiptoes in fear that if they made too much noise, Harold might locate them and come for them.

Even the maids and guards were too scared to gossip about what had happened. Especially since they were still mourning some of their friends who had died.

Neither the Queen, Ivan, nor Damon met to discuss anything as they ordinarily would have done. They were all feeling too embarrassed and disappointed to face each other, so they all returned to their chambers like dogs with tails tucked between their legs to reflect. 

Damon had never felt more humiliated in his life than that day. It seemed like both Harold and his wife specialized in humiliating and embarrassing him.