A Monster
The racing beats of her heart echoed in Daniel’s brain, and he could even feel her fingernails digging into her palms. Rosemary tried to control the rage building inside her. Still, the king could sense the anger barreling toward him before he heard her feet pounding against the stone floor outside the throne room.
He sighed before peeking up at Agamori, and he motioned toward the door with his head. “You should probably leave now. Apparently, someone has spilled last night’s news to your sister, and she’s on her way to discuss it with me vigorously.”
A sympathetic smirk rose on the old warlock’s lips as he tipped his head and backed away with his hands up. “Good luck.”
While a red-faced Rosemary ran past him, Agamori bowed his head and pulled the doors closed behind him. She gasped and panted through her teary eyes and shaking head. “What did you do? Please tell me it isn’t true. You didn’t really kill someone, did you?”