"Do you have a death wish, Thalia? How could you delay a matter of such importance?" Viktor said, his tone slightly raised as he stared at the woman, who kept her head bowed in shame.
They had just listened to Thalia recount everything that had occurred between Fiona and Lilith during their visit to the market.
"Forgive me, Lord Viktor. I should have spoken up as soon as she reported to me," Thalia apologized, regret thick in her voice.
"It's not my forgiveness you should seek," Viktor replied sharply. "You should be praying to the gods that Hades doesn't rip your head off when he finds out."
Thalia lifted her head, her eyes wide with fear. "P-please, don't let me die. I made a terrible mistake, and I sincerely apologize. It won't happen again," she pleaded, her voice trembling.
Viktor let out a loud sigh. "I'm afraid I can't control what the prince does," he said, pausing. "But we'll deal with that later. Right now, we need to focus on finding Lilith before it's too late."
