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Chapter 17: Tensions
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2021-12-05 01:00:00"Got any news?" King Astius' voice felt terrifying as he asked the troops in front of him. They were a mix of soldiers and guards. Nervousness and fear were written on their eyes.
Stood on either side of him were two soldiers and on the far left was the royal adviser.
"Still none of them, your majesty." A soldier forwarded, politely bowing his head in front of the king.
The king clenched his jaw as his hands balled into fists furiously. They've been searching for eternity but still no news about the prince.
"Useless!" His hands loosened and swiftly grabbed a sword from the soldier beside him. He shoved it on the soldier's throat in front of him. A crimson fluid leaked out of it as the pitiful man seizured on the shiny floor of the royal hall, slowly losing his br
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