As deeply engrossed with thinking as he was, her trembling presence could have never eluded his senses. King Atrax frowned profusely, knitting his brows and sneering the second her sight happened upon his eyes. Although Amylase had immediately caught the warning his benighted eyes gave her as she fell to her knees in front of him and bowed her head; gestures of reverence he usually found to some extent satisfying- she did not clear herself from his sight, she was determined to not leave the throne room until she has made the most tempting proposal she has ever came up with and succeeded in convincing him to buy Becca back from the sixth dragon prince or contrive a raid if the dragon empire refuses to give her up. Indeed his journey must have not been a pleasant one, he looked troubled, con
