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     Unknown's pov

"So you're saying that the king killed one of his officials because he asked about his bride?"

I raise my brows at the spy that has once again come to tell me what's happening in the king's palace and what they have been up to recently.

"Yes sir. I received the news and I also saw it with my own two eyes so I know. He has asked the others but to ever talk about getting a bride or his kingdom falling ever again or they would suffer the same fate that the young official has suffered. He also ordered for the body of the official to be taken to his family "

I chuckle before nodding.

"He's getting even crueler than I expected that's just a good thing though. It will benefit us even better and we would have a better and greater chance at taking his stupid kingdom from that proud king. Go back and any other thing that you hear about concerning the king, waste no effort in letting me know of it."

"Yes sir."

He goes before walking out of the room and I smile to myself.

Oh Arthur. You're only making this even more easier for me and soon, I will get what I want from you.

You have absolutely no idea what you have coming to you. You will regret everything that you did to me. You will regret everything that you made me go through and trust me when I say I wouldn't retreat this time.

I wouldn't stop until I have your blood dripping down the edges of my sword, Arthur James. You will regret what you did and I won't stop until I make sure that you're dead and your kingdom becomes mine.

         Elena's POV.

I stare at him and he stares right back at me with my heart beating faster against my chest. I don't know why that's happening though,maybe because of the fact that he's been so quiet and this kind of quiet is actually scary than him yelling at me.

Why? Because I have absolutely no idea of what's going on in his mind.

Anything could be going on right now. Only God knows what he's thinking of doing right now.

๐‘€๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘๐‘” ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘ข๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ฆ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘˜ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘’๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘š ๐‘ค๐‘”๐‘’๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘๐‘™๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘›๐‘œ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘”๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘ .

My subconscious sneaks in and I shake my head.

That can't be what he's thinking of, I mean he's the one that asked me the question in the first place, the only thing I did was to just answer what he had asked.

He stands up from where he's sitting and make his way towards me on the bed and without even realizing, a gasp slides through my throat when he bends down to my level.

I close my eyes expecting whatever punishment that he has for me but the next thing I felt is soft lips against mine.

    TBC ♥️.

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