suggested.
Valeriana went pale. “What?!”
“Send her to slavery?” He suggested again.
“What the—”
“Stop it, Berias.” Lady Aleara growled. “You're spouting nonsense. And you say you are worthy of your position within the Court?”
The man named Berias grunted.
“I understand the fact that you despise the human race, but we cannot be so rash as to condemn each one of them. Do not mix your own feelings and personal grudges when doing your job. Do not ever let it cloud your judgment.” She calmly stated, her voice soft and comforting that it nearly brought the girl to tears. “First, I personally think we must ask for the side of the young one. What is your name, dear? What was it you were doing that you've had yourself in that location?” She asked.
The room fell quiet. Maybe if she tried reasoning out with them, they would think about letting her go without any problem.
“My name is Valeriana. Valeriana Kerrigan.” She told them.
“Hm?” Lord Aeron suddenly intoned. “I see. I see.” He nodded his head, a hint of smile and amusement vibrating with his words.
She gave him a questioning glance.
“Dear me, do continue.”
“I was . . . on the way to meet a friend when a thief snatched away my bag? I tried to chase him. That's how I ended up there.”
“How did you see the beast?”
“With my eyes?”
“No. You know what I mean.”
“No, I don’t.” She replied, not knowing the answer herself.
“Answer the question properly!” Berias growled.
“I don't know!” She was getting sick of that man. “If you're going to ask anyone, ask my mother! She's the one who gave birth to me!”
“Why you insolent little—”
“Berias!” Lady Aleara scolded.
“Quit holding me back, you damn old lady!” He yelled through gritted teeth, scowling at Lady Aleara's direction.
“What did you just call me? You dare call me old?”
“I did! Do you have a problem with it?!”
“You know what? I've had it! Let's take this outside!” The lady rolled the flaring sleeves of her hooded cape and rose from her seat, seeming to want to solve their problem with violence.
“Silence!” Lord Aeron looked between the two and flattened his palms on the wooden table in front of him. “Sit down! If you want to fight, do it later!” He then gestured to Valeriana. “Continue.”
Valeriana looked between each of them, confused. “That's when I saw the demon. Seraphina saved me from being killed. After that, she left.”
“What were you doing before you were brought here?”
“Looking for a job to replace the money I lost.” She said.
There was a pause as they all seemed to be contemplating.
“What do you think?” The man turned to the other five for some suggestions.
The silence inside the room thickened and Valeriana curiously awaited their answer.
“We can't exactly be rash about this.” Sir Zeke, for the first maybe, spoke.
The others nodded in agreement before they all turned towards Valeriana. She couldn't see the way they looked under the shadow of their cloaks, but there was a feeling that didn't settle nicely with her.
“The presence of a human would probably rouse the people of Valemnia if her presence was made public, but we can't exactly hide it either since it may cause trouble if found out.” Lady Aleara said.
“Then send me home.” Valeriana suggested, hoping they would consider it.
“A simple and a nice idea.” Lord Aeron chuckled. Valeriana felt herself smiling. “But completely impossible.”
Her face fell. “Why not?”
“Firstly, we cannot let you go at the moment because this isn't exactly the usual situation we have to deal with. Even if we do let you go, how are you supposed to explain to your people about how you went missing so suddenly?”
She rolled her eyes. “Even if I tell them the truth anyway, I'll be labeled crazy. They might even send me to an asylum.”
Lord Aeron chuckled. “Oh, I see. What will you tell them?”
She paused.