Fallen (2)

Theoden looked at Lucien and Yllana. The two of them have been silent since they woke up from fainting. They were not talking with each other and the atmosphere between them had been tense.

They sat opposite each other inside the room. Theoden sighed. An hour has passed and the room was still as quiet as ever. Theoden could almost see two children sulking on the chairs instead of a king and a warrior.

Yllana couldn't take it anymore. She opened her mouth with her eyes giving Lucien a scowl. "It's his fault."

Lucien's jaw dropped. He glanced at Theoden, then at Yrah, and lastly at his side, Azimuth. He even waved his hands as if he wanted to say something, but his mouth just stayed open with no words coming out. When it hit him, he gave out an exasperated sigh and glared at Yllana.

"What?"

Theoden didn't get what he wanted to say. He only saw Lucien waved his hands in the air and gaped at them one by one. "Your Majesty? Have you gone crazy?"