Lord Beaumont did not feel good about the sound of his daughter’s voice at the moment. The cold from outside seemed to penetrate past his skin to touch his bones at this moment. He trained his eyes on her nervous form and felt a chill in his heart.
“What?” the elderly man asked, his voice so low, yet one still could hear his fear.
“I sent assassins. This night… Lord Torgenn… they are supposed to…” the headmistress was stammering, but her father had already understood. His first instinct was not to hide, he wanted to clear his name. He wanted all to know that she was no more part of the family. Their family had other people to take into consideration. His eyes turned cold. Was he supposed to believe that Lady Wickshire will not hear of this? Impossible! He grabbed her and dragged her back into the hall. All he could think about was to disown her publicly and have the king send guards to stop it. As long as Lord Torgenn was safe, he was sure that only his daughter would take the blame.
“Father! Father, what are you doing?” she panicked and struggled, but his iron grip stayed the same.
As they entered the hall, the scene started to grab attention. She struggled as people gave way to her father who was dragging her towards the king. As her father stood before the king, he threw her to the ground, causing gasps to take over the hall.
The king and queen frowned at their action. This was their wedding and they did not want anything to spoil it.
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“Lord Beaumont, what is the meaning of this?!” the king was angry.
“Your Majesty, my daughter has committed a crime and I wish that you send guards to intercept Lord Torgenn and save him from assassins,” Lord Beaumont said and the king stood up abruptly.
“What have you done?!” the king asked as his eyes shrunk.
“Father, why? Would you make up such an accusation? I am your daughter!” the headmistress took to defending herself.
“If you had not done this, I would have been on your side, but I must think of the safety of the entire family,” Lord Beaumont said to her.
“You abandon your daughter so quickly, are you sure us blood at all?” she asked.
“Enough! Speak your crime!” the king bellowed. Many had a bad feeling. Noblemen in the hall knew that one needed to panic at this moment. Lady Wickshire’s father’s life was being threatened; they now wished they had not attended the wedding party, because they were now witnesses.
“She sent assassins after Lord Torgenn and Lady Wickshire. That is what she just told me, Your Majesty! I know not of why or how they intend to do it!” Lord Beaumont said, going on his knees. Ladies did not understand why a father would throw away his daughter at such a time instead of protecting her; still, they pitied Lord Beaumont; he raised such a daughter that would bring down his entire family.
“Ria!” Queen Raine called and a maid appeared by her side so fast, that people did not see how she moved.
“You heard her, make sure nothing happens to him” the queen panicked. Ria disappeared the way she came without a word.
“Take them to the cells!” the king instructed and guards appeared and took the two away. The headmistress struggled, but her father followed without complaint.
“Your Majesty, congratulations. This ambassador has to take his leave,” those words were now said all over as people left in haste. At least the noblemen did and ladies had to obey their guardians. Still, many heard Queen Raine scream in frustration as they left.