Chapter 362
- Father looks to Mother, then to me, before he stammers, “W-what about banishment, Your Majesty?”
- “Would you like to be banished?” Nathan asks coolly. “What about you, Mr. Daniels? Is that a punishment you believe you all deserve?”
- None of them answer. If a feather drifted through the air and brushed up against the ceiling, we would hear it. And Nathan lets us sweat in that silence.