The King was seated on his chair at the Consultation room when the door opened and Baski led two nervous kids through the door.

A teen girl and a small boy, their fingers clutching at each other as they pushed forward to stand before the King.

"My king, you sent for us..." Remeta forced herself to say. She was worried.

What if they said something they weren't supposed to say, Yesterday?

"Do you have any idea what happened, yesterday?" The ...