The King's Love
They began searching franticly before the new King discovered it, but Neil was quicker.
“Your Majesty..” their voices trembled.
“Cut their throats.”
The servants desperately begged for forgiveness at the cold words that left his mouth.
“Have mercy, Sire. We will find her, we will.”
“I will look for her, wash your sins with your death.”
After those words, Neil turned and left. The guards beside him lead the sobbing maids out of the harem.
“Anthony.”
“Yes, my King.”
Anthony, the head of the guards, his friend and right-hand man, knelt down waiting for his order.