Tarn broke a sweat and fell to his knees, and the others did too. The lights in the room dimmed, and a heavy pressure shrouded the air.
I had unintentionally released my alpha command. Half of the court was probably dead already.
I sighed, rubbing my eyes with two fingers. Look at what they made me do. Idiots.
"Compensate the families of the deceased, they have served the crown well." My hand fell to my side, and I peered at Tarn suspended to the ground. "Are you dead?"
He tried speaking, but his words came off as muffled and strained, his entire body shaking tremendously.
He's still alive, then.
"Stand," I ordered.
He did, just as my command expelled and allowed life to wind back in, and the lights that had dimmed flickered back up.
"Be careful of the next words that come out of your mouth. I do not wish to eliminate my entire court on my first day as monarch, spare me that trouble."
