Nnenna straightened, calmly patting away invisible dust from her dress as though nothing had happened. Her movements were graceful, collected, completely at odds with the chaos she had just caused.
Daniel stood frozen at the side, his face pale, mind still reeling. But she didn't spare him a single glance.
"Captain Daniel," her voice rang sharp, steady, "what's the punishment for attempted assault on a royal? Or should I say… treason?"
"What?" Daniel blinked, stunned. He couldn't believe his ears.
Her head snapped toward him so suddenly that he actually flinched. Her gaze pinned him in place like a predator's glare.
"Immediate dismissal from royal service," he began without thinking, the words spilling out of his mouth as if dragged by invisible strings. "Arrest and trial under criminal law… one year imprisonment… loss of rank, privileges, and reputation."
