Truth

Back at Trevault or somewhere fairly close to Trevault, Mikhail kneels stiffly as Arthur paces around him. Even if he wanted to make an excuse, the way he was caught clearly puts him at a disadvantageous spot regardless.

Mikhail shifts uncomfortably before straightening his back upon noticing Arthur's narrowed gaze. His legs had been growing number by the second and he could only feel pins and needles in his lower half.

"How did you escape?"

"I escaped? No... I..." Mikhail peeked at Arthur's face before the flap of the tent was raised and Juniper walked in  eyeing Mikhail as she gave him a belittling gaze.

"Brother... so this is where he was..." Juniper sighed as she walked over towards Mikhail and kicks him onto his side.

Mikhail gave her an astonished gasp before knitting his brows. It was totally uncalled for, for her to act in such a manner when she was the one who requested such an act to be carried out. He was simply carrying out her ord