Eldar’s POV:
“Gentlemen, thank you for waiting so patiently for me to get back to you,” Prince Terra announces, entering the room and signaling for all slaves to leave us. His oldest son, Prince Quant, comes in after him with a struggling Celeste in his grip. From the looks of it, she has been crying for a while.
“We have been here for hours,” Lord Malekith complains, and the need to make him swallow his own blade grows by the seconds. “I know we can live forever, but this feels like an eternity! Why have you kept us here?”
“As my son said when he picked me up, we have some information about Celeste that will affect everything,” Prince Terra responds without answering the question. He walks deliberately next to Lord Beldun and drags Celeste’s chair to the left of his chair, so she has t
