Lucifer's voice thundered through the hall, his face purpling with fury. "What do you mean Riona didn't return with her knightage?" he demanded, his words echoing off the stone walls.
His eyes blazed with indignation, his jaw clenched in a tight, angular line. "Explain to me," he growled, low and menacing, "how the knights entrusted with her safety failed to bring her back."
The air seemed to vibrate with Lucifer's anger, his presence radiating an aura of command and displeasure.
Sir Thane's voice quivered as he explained, "Your Grace, I must confess... we got separated in the dungeon's depths. The darkness seemed to swallow us whole, and when we reunited... Lady Riona had changed."
He hesitated, his eyes darting nervously around the room. "Her gaze, once bright and radiant, burned with a fierce resentment, an unyielding anger that seemed to incinerate her very soul. The fire in her eyes was mesmerizing, yet terrifying—as if the shadows themselves had ignited within her."
