Lydia opened her mouth, but quickly closed it again. It was apparent to everyone that she had a hundred complaints and a dozen questions about that decision. She was not alone in this and all of them knew that the Apex would not tell them anything he did not wish to tell. There was only one answer to give.
"If that is your will, Emperor."
"Apparently, Lydia pissed him off enough," Rave whispered.
"Maybe… but we may have just witnessed one of the more important moments in Abyssal history," John answered. A raised eyebrow indicated Rave's confusion.
"Look at the people," John made a low waving gesture. Very few people looked like they were happy with the vote that had just been declared, a lot of them actually looked angry, then there were the few that were seething, like the duke, who was still sitting in front of the table he had just destroyed. Of course, no one dared to speak up, the man on his throne could have annihilated all of the attendees by himself.
