CHAPTER EIGHT

Chapter 9

By the time he got to them, the maid was already quivering like a stem beside Emilia, her two hands holding onto her arm as if pleading with her to save her from the oncoming wrath of her King.

His huge black stallion stopped a few feet away from them, and Milan jumped down in one swift movement, and came at them in one large stride, his face a mask of death, his finger raising to point at Emilia as he glowed at the maid. "I specifically made myself clear never to bring her out to the open, servant!" He blasted, puffing smoke.

"I-I-I" The maid stuttered, already starting to sweat all over.

"If you are going to talk like that about me, you should at least have the balls to face me directly, King." The way Emilia said the King you would immediately know that it was in mere mockery.

Milan rounded on her lethally. "Believe me when I tell you that I am a minute away from spanking you this minute, woman!" Emilia's eyes widened in horror at his words. No one has ever said that to h