“We shall now move on to the next—” Lord Rosil, as if Kasar hadn't said anything but he interrupted her again.
“We can't move on to the next. I said there is still someone who needs to be called to judgment.”
“And who might that be?” She asked, with a raised eyebrow and a glare that screamed for him to keep his mouth shut.
Kasar spoke without thinking. “The Queen, of course! I just said it. She committed treason too. Where is she?” Then he added passionately. “The Queen should be killed. It isn't her rightful place.”
“Is that so? Valerick asked from the throne.
Kasar stiffened immediately.
He had said too much! He had spoken without thinking!
Valerick hummed, a shadow of a smile over his face as he looked down at Kasar lazily.