Chapter 153: Varyn’s Annoyance
Everyone was in shock when they saw what was happening, but they didn’t dare voice their thoughts and could only watch in silence, hoping that they were not a part of it.
King Theron finally spoke, his gaze piercing Duke Varyn.
"You’ve been trying me for far too long. How dare you think of me with contempt? I knew something was wrong from your first question. But to imagine that you could release your intent so freely? THE AUDACITY!" he bellowed.
Varyn was still struggling under the influence and could only clutch the floor. He didn’t dare try to resist the King’s will, knowing that fighting back, even if it eased his immediate pain, would only seal his doom when he eventually lost.
Everyone in the hall was utterly still. They were even scared to breathe, erasing any thoughts that might betray them to the King’s discerning senses.
Lord Theron eventually released his will, allowing Varyn to tumble onto the floor, spitting blood.
"What’s your deal about the girl? I won’t harm her, just so you know. It’s even a wonder why you would be more worried than her very own father. Pathetic," he spat.
"I understand you have something against me. But regardless, and as a show of my superiority, I pardon you."
Varyn breathed a sigh of relief when he heard those words, but he knew there was always a it wasn’t over.
"But," King Theron continued, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper, "if you ever plan or think bad about me so blatantly again, I will not kill you, that’s a promise. I will make you suffer!"
Varyn, his head still bowed, responded, "Yes, my King."
"Good," Theron said, his smile returning, though it held a sharper edge now. "Now, back to what we were saying."