Nyella stormed into the King's chambers looking so angry. The guards at the door barely had time to react before she pushed through. Inside, the chamber was dimly lit, and she saw her father sitting behind his desk with his hands resting on the wood, lost in thought.
"Father," Nyella's voice rang out. "What is going on? How can all this be happening? How can you allow it?"
The King did not look up. His gaze remained fixed on the desk.
Nyella stepped forward and continued. "First it was Aeron, the boy who saved this kingdom, dragged into the dungeons like a criminal. And now it is Mother, the very Queen of this land, the mother of this kingdom, locked away in the same filthy place meant for common thieves! I thought they would at least confine her to her chambers, but no… they dared to throw her into the dungeons."
