The king rose from his seat. Even Beatrice and Gavrael looked at Evie with disbelieving eyes.
"W-what? My dear daughter…" King Belial, who had been calm and unfazed the entire time faltered a little. "You didn't mention about this to us before, Queen Evielyn."
Evie looked at him apologetically. "It's because that time, I still wasn't certain that the wall of darkness I saw in my dream was actually the abyss itself," she answered. "This very same miasma had crawled out onto the surface too and its darkness had covered the entire sky…"
An extremely heavy silence lingered inside the tent. The lords could see how their King's expression had changed. And they all knew what it meant when their King wears that particular expression. It could only mean that things had become extremely severe. How long since had they seen their king become this serious? It had been years… so many years… they had nearly forgotten how scary he could get when his calm was being disrupted.
