Third POV

She broke into tears.

“The day my mom decided to report all what they had been doing to me, she was arrested and shot dead the following morning in prison.”

“Ahhh–” Adrian shivered, tightening his fist. Even as a very strong man, stories like this often got his emotional resistance down. He was trying hard to control the tears in his eyes, if he didn't, he would spill them out.

“Your ma-jesty,” he managed to speak for the first time. “I'm so sorry for all these but your dad, the king didn't do anything?”

The succeeding silence was enough for Adrian to get the message right.

He bowed....