Aedan and his companions nodded solemnly, tensing their muscles beneath their elegant clothes. They still had no idea what kind of exorbitant demand the feared lord of Kowarre might make.
So they paid absolute attention to every movement in the hall.
However, breaking the tense atmosphere, Rohan's rebellious youngest son tried to complain out loud from his position next to the guard, indignant at being treated as a simple bargaining chip.
But before the brat could articulate a single syllable, Ryan fixed his cold eyes on him. It was a gaze so heavy, dark, and laden with such pure murderous intent that it silenced the boy instantly.
The young demon prince swallowed hard, feeling the air leave his lungs, and froze in place, completely silent and trembling slightly.
Satisfied with the hostage's submission, Ryan looked away from the boy and turned his gaze to his assistant.
