Chapter 50

Ducan's p.o.v

"What exactly are you planning on doing with that male warrior?" Ose asked in my bedchamber.

I was walking back and forth, trying to think over everything.

I wanted him dead as soon as possible because I was scared of what he would tell Eleanor, at the same time I didn't want Eleanor to feel bad or cry over losing him.

"Ducan, speak to me. For hours you have been acting strange. You called me here, at least talk to me." He exclaimed.

I stopped moving and looked at him seriously.

"Is there a way to get rid of that human bastard in the dungeon without killing him?" I asked seriously.

He frowned deeply then moved to the bed and sat down.

"Why not just kill him, why do you want to spare him?" He asked.

"Because Eleanor likes him." I answered.

"She likes that guy in what way?" He asked.

"In a brotherly way, I guess." I answered.

He brushed his hand through his hair then cleared his throat.

"Forgive me for asking this great Maou, but are you holding back on killing