CHAPTER 38
Kael sat alone in his office, behind the massive mahogany desk that anchored in the room. The light from his laptop screen casted a faint glow on his face as the final seconds of Diandra's recorded interrogation played out. The audio ended with her formal, unwavering voice declaring herself as a knight in service to His Majesty. The file closed with a click.
He leaned back in his black leather chair, staring blankly at the screen as silence swallowed the room. He exhaled through his nose, and rubbed his temples with his thumb and forefinger. His jaw was tight, and the muscles in his shoulders refused to relax.
