"You have a habit for staring at things which do not belong to you Nathaniel" King Xerxes, who had not spoken to anyone but Charles for the past two hours, finally addressed someone on the other side of that table.
He was sitting leisurely over his throne, a glass of brown liquid in his hand, his eyes staring him. No matter how low the King sat in his throne, his eyes always looked down upon the people who stood before him.
Ruby caught the Marquess swallow his own spit as his eyes dared fall to Xerxes. He masked it with a polite smile.
"I only meant to show my admiration and respect for the new Queen of your Kingdom. Surely your Majesty must have told her how close we were, once upon a time."
The ballroom suddenly felt like a cage, a sudden darkness surrounding them as Xerxes stared u
