"I called for her,"

The air in the entire palace was very chilly the next morning. As much as the noblemen would have all loved to not join the assembly, they knew that was not an option. Besides, they wanted to be done with this and return home as soon as possible, but on the other hand, the last time they gathered in Harold's presence... shit went down. 

Damon stood in his spot beside the king's seat, looking ahead. Everyone expected him to at least say something, but he was mute. At this point, almost everyone had lost their respect for him. Not only had Harold humiliated him the last time they gathered, but he seemed to have lost relevance now.

As the noblemen all stood, too scared to even whisper among themselves, the door opened, and the queen entered.

All heads turned to look at her, many of them frowning in displeasure.