AmbroseBenedict immediately straightened, his shoulders rolling backwards as fear flickered in his eye so quickly, if I wasn’t paying attention to him I would have missed it. “I’m sure you did, your majesty. Or I wouldn’t know anything about it.” He repeated. His cheap excuse made me even angrier that he saw me as a fool to have expected me to swallow his lie. “Are you indicating that his majesty is a liar?” Thor asked, stepping forward with his arms crossed firmly over his chest. “No– sire.. not at all. I– I only meant to say that I wouldn’t know that the seal was red if he didn’t mention it.” “I didn’t hear him mention it either, or did you?” Thor asked again, turning to Ragnar. “No, my lord.” The latter responded, bending his head over. “Leave.” I ordered and he turned around, walking away with so much confidence that he didn’t even jog. As the doors slammed shut and silence returned, I turned my eyes fully to Benedict. Rage burned my skin and boiled my blood as I thought o
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