Your Highness," Lord Rowland bowed. We all followed and bowed too. The king gave a slight nod.
"What is going on here?" he asked. His brows drew together. He looked tired, like someone who hadn't slept in days.
"Your ring has been found," Lord Rowland said, stretching out the ring. The king took it, looked at it closely, and slowly slid it back on his finger. The silence that followed made me uneasy. The calmness in his eyes didn't feel right. It felt like the silence before a storm.
"Why didn't you come to me the moment you found it?" the king snapped. His voice was sharp, his anger clear. "Did you need to turn this into a public show?"
"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I was coming to you," Lord Rowland replied, still bowing. I could see the regret all over his face. "But Fortuna already heard about it and she insisted—"
