A Devil Favours A Witch

While Seren and the Great Lady were busy outside, the pair of father and son left behind in the drawing-room had no will to talk with each other. The tense atmosphere remained for about five minutes before someone broke the silence.

"Just to make it clear, my Obsidian Palace is not receiving guests," King Theron spoke in the same apathetic tone he used earlier.

"Neither am I that bored of life to come visiting here willingly," Drayce replied blandly. 

The old king continued to look at the garden view outside of his windows, while Drayce was the same. None of them wished to look at each other. 

"I thought the next chosen queen of this kingdom will be someone of worth, but just like me, it appears you have failed too," the old king spoke in a voice laced with regret. 

His words were clear that the previous Queen of Megaris was not a woman of worth, and neither was Seren. He sure had heard about what kind of life Seren had lived in Abetha.