A New Variable (3)

“How was it?”

Ya’acub sat gracefully on the chair that was brought by his people. He was seen reading a political book. The art of torture or something.

Shadow pushed her fallen hair to the back. Smiling was evident on her face before walking away.

Understood, Ya’acub put away his book and stood up. “I’ll carry your command gracefully.” He was slightly bowed.

“Make no mistake.” She waved her hand.

“Fret not, sister. If I make a mistake, it will be that I accidentally killed him. There will be no other types of mistakes. Speaking from experience, of course.”

‘He is really Yusoff’s son.’

“It will be troublesome.” Shadow stopped her track, and didn't look back. “He must return to my office in one piece. I don’t care what you will do to him. I need him to be sane and proper.”

“I will listen to your command.” He bowed at her.

Wordlessly, she headed toward another underground prison. She went to see someone whom Crown Prince Malikul had secretly brought over. Malikul delivered the man righ