Cassius was sitting on his high chair in the hall, his eyes sharp as he stared at the men who slowly walked inside.
It didn't surprise him when he saw Jaroslav walking in behind them; he would have been disappointed if he hadn't seen him.
The men surrounded the table, but no one dared to sit down, their heads lowered in respect.
"Master, these are the men who have raised concern about your slave -"
"Rose, Felonious. She has a name," Cassius spoke in a relaxed tone.
He could see the men's disapproving look, but they dared not speak; they knew what would follow if they did.
Felonious quietly cleared his throat, "Yes, Master... these men have spread news to the kingdom about Rose; now, everyone wants her dead," He informed.
Cassius slowly raised his eyes to the men, "Sit down, everyone." He calmly pointed to the seats.
The men exchanged a worried look before they finally sat around the table.
"I'm listening," Cassius said, glancing around to look at their faces.
Silence.
