"...."
Latania dropped to her left knee, her right fist slamming against the cold, metallic ground with a sharp clang, her eyes locked downward, unwavering. She couldn't raise her head. She dared not... Her entire body trembled, shoulders quivering as a stream of sweat rolled steadily down her temples, soaking the edges of her collar.
Her very first encounter—her very first meeting—with His Majesty, and she had already disgraced herself in front of him… no, worse—he had directly threatened her!
She clenched her teeth.
This wasn't just a failure.
This was a disaster. An unforgivable humiliation.
The worst possible outcome.
"..."
An oppressive silence swallowed the atmosphere whole.
Not a whisper, not a breath, not a twitch.
The air itself seemed to freeze.
Every head was bowed. Every face turned away in shame, reverence, or sheer fear—except for two.
Robin… and Latania.
