When questioning in court

[Donald's POV]

Let today's special interrogation be graced by those old timers representing the elders.

Having made such a decision lightly in my heart, I chuckled softly, ignoring the gazes of everyone as I turned and took my seat on the throne at the top of the hall, my eyes casting a darkened look over all present, including Austin.

"I thought you should at least answer Lillian's question first instead of looking at us so coldly and distantly," Austin said in a calm tone as he received my top-down gaze.

Upon hearing Austin's words, Lillian glanced at him, then turned her gaze back to me, "That's right, Donald, you should at least answer my question. Have I offended you in any way?"

"Or is it the matter with Margaret before? Have you still not forgiven me? I did apologize to you already, what gives you the right to be so relentless? Say something!"