The throne hall goes silent. Every courtier stills. Valdris raises one hand and the current in the water shifts - heavier, colder.

His gaze finds yours across the chamber and holds.

Any who surface will answer to this crown directly.

He does not look away from you.

Do I make myself clear to everyone present?

Thessaly drifts to your side, close enough that only you can hear her. Her voice is barely a current.

Don't react. He's watching you. Whatever your face is doing right now - stop it.