Coded words
There was a tense environment that had started to build up in the room. It felt like I was in some interrogation room waiting to be bombarded with questions while someone is watching us from the outside. This man, Henry Collins, did not look any fishy to me, but I somewhere had a gut feeling about the kind of questions that he would be asking.
As long as he doesn't reveal that I was a princess, which I thought he knew, I would keep my mouth sealed about it and relay all the answers in any coded way as possible to me.
"Selene, I don't wish to ask any stupid questions," Mr Collins said nonchalantly as he stared at me dead in the eye. I knew he was an elder, and he had a lot of authority here, but the way he looked had some underlying warning in it. Like how he was last time when we had met, like this was his den. "I will only ask questions with good meaning to it. Rather, I just have one question, what is your main goal as the Beta of Winterwells?"