Chapter 101: If Not

Iram's POV

"My King! My King!" a loud voice cried as I was about to write in my journal.

I raised an eyebrow in annoyance. "Who is that?"

One of the Iotas came to me in a haste. He bowed to me. "My King, the Iotas from the Europe boundary want to talk to you about something important..." he announced.

"Something important?" I repeated. "How important was it that they dare to barge in here?!"

"Forgive me, my King, but they wouldn't tell unless it is you whom they speak to."

I scoffed. I ended up spilling the ink on my table and slammed the quil and my journal. How dare they brazenly cut off my peaceful study?

I sighed in resignation and looked at the Iota in front of me. "Give them to me and make sure no one comes after them!" I grumpily ordered him.

"Yes, my king!" He immediately left and called the two Iotas from Europe Boundary.

I was whole day grumpy because of what I did earlier. After I saw how that brazen Annie Thompson disgrace one of my human slaves, I still had the nerve to