Silence enveloped the room, none of the two making a sound as the wails of the governess could be heard from a distance.
"The tattoo could mean anything, Your Majesty. I do not think Rebecca is a bad person," Elysia finally spoke, not fully recovered from the shock. Everything happened in a blink of an eye, she couldn't wrap her head around what just happened.
"That is for me to decide, love," He said, "When the investigation is carried out and she is proven innocent, I shall let her work out of the palace freely, and I shall reward her handsomely for the inconvenience," Azreal explained.
"Do you not believe that she does not know, Lord Dargan?" Elysia asked, her face etched with confusion.