"The cult has been eliminated," I confirm, my tone flat. "The kidnapped civilians have been rescued. But there remains one outstanding matter."
I let my gaze sweep across the assembled royalty, making no effort to conceal my suspicion.
"Prince Claus. Where is he?"
The King's expression tightens. "That is precisely why we requested your presence. My son has been missing for—"
"I know when he went missing," I interrupt, my patience already worn thin. "What I want to know is who took him. And why?"
Silence descends over the throne room like a shroud.
The true intention behind my question seems to have gotten through to them.
They must now realize that the Prince was likely not involved with the cult and instead had to have been captured by one of their own.
So, what will they say now?
First Prince Jakob speaks first, his voice calm but firm. "Lord Javier, I understand you're upset, but accusations without evidence—"
