Chapter 61 Don't Ask Questions

• Jessamine's pov
• “Out,” the King says in one silent breath, and I’ve never seen a hall empty out so fast. Only Darrock and I remain in the next minute and I stop laughing.
• With terrifying grace, the king rises from his throne, and in a heartbeat, he is leaning over Darrock, crushing his hand around his windpipe. “Fool,” he spits with distaste and I hear the wall behind me explode as he throws Darrock into it.