Lord Azryn shakes his head as he returns inside, dismissing their concerns and continues the conversation. "Both Yetsune and Erya are residing in the Moon Palace. The Noble Consort is quite fond of them."
"I told you we saved the Emperor from harm." Yetsune chimes in, catching on to her uncle's intention.
"Might I add, the Noble Consort even slapped the First Prince and he was confined to his palace for attempting to hurt them," Lord Azryn adds pointedly. Yetsune's brows rise, surprised he also knows of that incident. "If any harm befalls them, Your Majesties will not be able to explain it to the Noble Consort," Lord Azryn concludes, flashing Yetsune a reassuring glance.
Squeezing Erya's hand hopefully, Yetsune glances at the King along with the others, awaiting his verdict.
The King thinks carefully, gaze drifting over each of them. It is absurd that they truly believe he would actually kill his own daughter. He only wanted to reignite her fear of him.