"I… I have no excuse!"
"This is your first offense, so I will forgive it. But there will not be a second time."
Sylas's chilling words were followed by his turning away. Though the baronet now carried the stigma of attempting insubordination, it was better than being labeled a potential traitor.
"This concludes today's banquet."
With that brief remark, Sylas exited the hall, followed silently by Baron Kaspar. The remaining nobles were left in a heavy silence, unable to move for a long while.
Sylas strode through the corridor with a grim expression, as if his fury might erupt at any moment. The sight of him caused people to quickly scatter and step aside. However, the moment he entered his quarters, a light chuckle escaped his lips.
"Their terrified faces were priceless," he said with a faint smirk, his earlier anger vanishing as if it had been a lie.
Baron Kaspar, following behind, gave him a puzzled look.