Selena wanted to pull away from him and run out of the room. Those advisors...the looks they passed her way, the way they held themselves, their evil laughs...and that king...that man who was given too much power, and used it for himself rather than for the good of his kingdom...it scared her and made her angry on the inside. She tried her best to hold her feelings, her arm softly intertwined with his. If he would let go, she'd surely run out of the room, at least that's what she thought. She glanced up at Fryan. He seemed to hold his head the same way his father did, but...it was different. Fryan had good intentions, and he was proud of it. His father was the total opposite- though both were proud.
When the king called him forward, Selena tried to stay back, but Fryan's strong arm wouldn't allow that to happen. She felt as if she committed a crime by coming in the room, and the king's opinionated words only intensified that feeling. Fryan's words rung in her ears over and over again. ...so she can become a good personal servant...
She listened to the king discuss the black fox rebels, trying to take mental notes in her mind. When the king said that they would have to do a strip search of her, her face ran white. "What?! No! That's not fair!" she begged the king, "Please, your highness!" she asked, her eyes welling up with tears. They knew she had been within the castle since her birth, being a servant of the royal family her whole life. There was no possible way she could be a spy of the black fox. They just wanted to use her for their own personal exnjoyment, which disgusted her.