"Silence," I ordered.
All eyes snapped back to me, observing every detail of my blue eyes.
As I approached the altar's edge; my face nearly pressed against the clear barrier, I leaned closer to Julian.
Standing on the front bench, Julian swallowed. He avoided my gaze, his eyes flicking to anything but me.
"Do you lack basic etiquette? Has the Demon Academy failed to teach you to show respect to your superiors through a proper salute?"
Julian's jaw tightened as he looked up at me. "Are you claiming to be the Demon King reincarnated?" he asked, his voice strained.
I slammed the white paper bearing my alias against the barrier. Julian narrowed his eyes, reading its contents.
"Why does the alias say 'King?'"
Julian scratched his head, his gaze distant, the very picture of someone whose mental gears had completely seized up.
"What's going on?" inquired the woman seated next to Julian.
A hushed voice questioned, "Why did Julian refer to him as King?"
