CHAPTER XXXVI: RESCUE

ANGELA.

      "Ten minutes now and the sun will finally set. Looks like this girl has really no use. The ruthless prince doesn't really care for her." Said Joseph while puffing his smoke.

      "Then what shall we do with her then?" asked Anastasia.

Joseph threw his cigarette and looked at me.

He leaned closer to me and smelled me so I moved to get him away from me.

     "She's pretty. I can make her my Queen if she behaves the way I want her to behave like."

     "What?! You're replacing me already?!" Anastasia growled.

Joseph looked at her and kissed Anastasia on her lips.

     "Of course not. But this girl, could serve as my slave." He said again.

     "No, I don't like her. Let's just kill her and bury her somewhere." Anastasia said.