Chapter Eighty-five: Helia Froze.

"Your Highness, someone is here to see you," the guard announced as soon as he got into Rendall's room.

"Tell whoever it is that I'm not interested in seeing anyone," Rendall said and the guard.

"I told that foolish, old lioness," the guard hissed and Rendall's interest in knowing who wanted to see him peaked.

"Wait!" Rendall ordered before the guard could leave. "A werelioness wants to see me?"

"Yes," the guard replied.

"Who is it?"

"Ariela." The guard mentioned the name like it belonged to a good-for-nothing personality.

"Is that not the former Luna of Khron? She is older than you and you deem it fit to just call her name without respect."

"She is a slave," the guard said in his defense and Rendall scrutinized him.

"You were the guard that had beaten Helia till she passed out the other time, weren't you?" He asked, squinting his eyes.

"I did that on your command. She was being disrespectful to you so you ordered that she should be flogged to death. I flogged her hard and she passed