Rey felt an itch at the back of his throat.
His stomach rumbled as a few beads of sweat fell from his face.
He had been preparing himself for this moment, but now that it had finally arrived, he couldn't help the nervousness that assailed him.
Right now, he was kneeling before the five members of the Royal Council.
Conrad Listrio, as always, sat at the center of the group. His yellow blond hair was long, and it trailed down his shoulders as he calmly stared at the one to be tried.
The woman beside him had a slightly feline smile as she gazed upon Rey.
It almost felt like she was a cougar who desired to devour his flesh.
The other three members of the Royal Council wore neutral expressions. They didn't seem particularly happy or sad.
… Just stern.
'Oof! Tough crowd…' Rey glanced around him and noticed the number of cold-faced guards that currently looked at him.
The pressure was overwhelming.
