Biham growled his disapproval. "I asked you not to disturb me."
Sirrah opened the door despite the guards' resistance. "You have to listen to me!"
Biham didn't like the intrusion at all. He rose up and swept his feet off the bed, ready to hit Sirrah for her audacity. Sirrah cringed and cowered and before he could hit her said, "Lusitania is not her room."
He stopped midway as he stared blankly at Sirrah. Blood drained from his face when her words made sense. "Wh—what?"
Happy to have gained his attention, Sirrah added sarcastically, "Your true heir is now with King Eltanin who now turns out to be your true enemy."
"How is this possible?" He couldn't believe a word Sirrah said.
"She is fucking Eltanin as we talk!"
"Shut up!" Biham's voice boomed in the chamber. Both mother and daughter shrank with fear.
