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Kenneth's POV

Fuck.

That was the only word ringing in my head at the moment. Let me rephrase what I said. It wasn't just this moment. It had been ringing in my head for the past thirty minutes.

Why did I start echoing the word in my head for the past thirty minutes? That was when I was captured.

Captured. The word still sounded strange to me. I didn't believe that had happened. I couldn't believe that had happened. I felt embarrassed.

I couldn't believe Kevin had dared played a manipulating game on me. I had entered deep into their land before I turned back and realized that more than half of the soldiers I had gone there with didn't run with me to fight because of the general's absence. Kevin had raised suspicion in their minds about his whereabouts and had forced them to realize that I had killed him since he wasn't at the battlefield.

I sighed again, not counting how many times I have done that even in the last ten minutes. If I had known, I wouldn't have killed the general so easi