IRIS'S POV.
I felt his arms tighten around me and looked up at him. His face was as hard as stone and his eyes swam with distaste. Edward was already before the throne yet he was rooted to the spot, frozen behind me.
Every eye in the room was on us,whispers passing here and there. I bit my lip and counted..1, 2,3,4,5....10..
"Regan?"
The king called to him. 11,12,....20. He was still in a daze. I needed to do something.
"Regan..."
I whispered, trying my best to look in his face at my position. His arms were making It impossible for me to turn around completely.
"Hey..look at me Rey. It's fine. Everything is going to be fine. Just step to the throne. "
Slowly his gaze fell on me. Not on me precisely but on my hand that was resting on his. He stared.
"Regan.."
He looked up into my face.
"Come on. The entire court awaits, the king awaits.."
I gestured towards the throne where the king was stretching, trying to get a better look at what was happening.