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Rave opened his eyes, his hands were stretched wide and chained heavy. Looking at the left side, he saw the bulky man. He was down there, chained on a chair and the masked strangers were around him.
He scanned around and saw a shadow on the boxes. Why was the prince delaying? Did he cherish to see him hung and perish?
Oliver was standing in front of the chair when the door went wide and two people came inside. One of them had a female figure still covered her figure not visible who she was. A tall man was beside her but from his boots and sword, Rave could find out they were courtiers.
"Wake him up!"
She ordered, halted beside the men. Her icy eyes averted to the cringed Rave who now was a bit worried.
"Who is that one?"
"A greedy one that brought him to us with his own feet."
Oliver notified.
"Kill him after this one."
A shock of shiver chilled down his ridge. A piece of jewelry! What a foolish reason to kill a person. The prince must have recognized them until now.
One of the guards poured the water on the man's head. He woke up and shook his head, water sprayed around.
"Well, Hello! Rolden!"
The woman knew him, her eyes gleamed.
"Milady! What are you doing here? You could have asked me to come and visit you."
She came one step closer.
"I heard that you opened your mouth and caused rumors, is that true?"
"Milady, I swear that I have never betrayed you!"
She laughed, only this man saw her with the vampire prince, he was guarding her in Sargona.
"What about the times you were drunk? you know that only soberness can keep your head on your body."
"Milady, I beg you please don't kill me."
His eyes were wide and frightened. He wasn't sure if he had opened his mouth while being drunk but this scary woman was strolling in his nightmares therefore, he was always careful.
Wilmore was in the shadow, he caught Bryant's eyes on him, wondering why he didn't reveal his presence. What did this man have announced? The only spreading rumor was about vampires, did she meet them?
"What do you remember Rolden?"
Asked the princess, testing the man to see if he was that much idiot to let a word out.
"What do you mean, your grace? I remember nothing? I saw nothing but guarding merchants."
"Fine, but you know that leaving you alive is a risk, don't you?"
"I would never tell anyone that you were with the vampire prince..."
Your grace? Rave felt a prick on his back! What was he just hearing, sweat dribbled down his face as soon as he heard the last part, this silly bulky was brainless and just signed his death wish! The woman was the princess of Velator and had bedded the vampire prince, their enemy! He was the witches biggest alliance! What the heck was going on in her head? His heart was pounding madly, breathing hard, more gasping.
The princess pinched her nose bridge, shaking her head, let out a sigh! Oliver gritted his jaw, as he counseled the Princess, she should have killed this man before crossing the border of Bolington.
She turned back, pacing a few steps, she let her command detach the air, "kill him."
"Wait!"
Wilmore jumped down the wooden boxes that were sea cargos of Merchants. He frizzed the chain on the wall and tossed his dagger. Rave fell to the ground.
"Give the keys to my knight!" He told Oliver snappily.
Wilmore had blushed, for the first time, he felt he was about to blow up. The running blood in his veins boiled, why was she abusing everything to get power? His father was right, Livia didn't deserve the throne. Surely, he had seen her mistakes that had made the decision. She was ruthless, but not only that, her lust for power made a wench out of her and it was painful to him. Now, he did not doubt that Livia had performed the attack to frighten Luna and make her obedient. She avenged Wilmore for tossing the imp's head to her as a gift.
"Brother!" She looked back over her shoulder, clenching her fists, she shoot Oliver a flaring glare. He had been spying on her, he had heard the rumors of the court. Although, it could not be counted as rumors.
"Yes, I am that! I think, your brother!" He halted near the man, snatching a look at the disappointed man who was ready for his death, this was how people feared this family.
"I heard nasty things!" He added.
She smirked sourly.
"Who says that? Did you smell your hands?"
Wilmore could not say a word in response.
"What can you call us?"
It was all he could let out, "I am curious".
"We are some beasts who have to protect this land. And we have to let blood do it for us as long as treasures can't work at all. Our enemies don't care about them! They want to make us servants. You need to come out of the shelf."
"Sister, perhaps you need some tribulations or refinement at a temple." He snapped, but no refinement could rinse down her sins.
She said that and headed outside, Bryant strode after her after a short pause, reading his prince expression that expressed many things.
"Leave!" Wilmore shouted, looking at Oliver and his men in rage, baring his blade.
"Come, he has to kill him!"
Said the princess while standing on the door frame.
Silence fell as the men marched out. The prince dragged his steps to the man who left with no word, wear out his death.
The sword swirled in his hand, rose above the man, Rolden closed his eyes, squeezing his fist not to see how his head will fly in the air and the prince hit.
The sound of steel tearing the chains echoed, Rave jolted. He did not kill the man despite hearing what a dangerous secret he had held with him.
"Are you from Sargona?"
He asked, recently killing warriors of Velator meant losing power, to him.
"I am. Your grace." His head was down and his hair spread around. Shocked! Jerking!
"Keep your head up."
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