Repenting (5)

The next morning, Shadow sat inside her office, sipping her warm tea and eating biscuits prepared by Priscilla.

The two kings were acting not like kings, instead, their heads hung lower, clenched their fists straightly on their knees, legs stuck together, and their spines straightened.

“Are you repenting?”

Ali and Ibrahim swallowed their thick saliva upon hearing a sweet voice yet cold at the same time. They didn’t know how she did it but they heard it clearly.

The air around them was stiflingly cold as well, indicating that Shadow was eyeing them sharply. Nothing escaped her at this point even though they were the kings.

Let's put it that way to make people understand. The kings were the second highest monarch below the emperor – if they’d had one.

However, in The Unknown, Shadow’s position was a little bit special.

She was The Holiness.

Even though she didn’t have the legitimacy to control the empire or the kingdom as she agreed to unless she was being greedy – she knew she was be