And by those principles, he realised that he did not have any chances of escaping out of this.
…
Biting his tongue, the king squeezed out a few drops of blood. His back shone with a strange symbol which no one was able to notice.
He stood there, silent, listening to Oliver and Rae talk.
His intentions hidden, his face blank, it was only the revenge possibility that kept him sane in the moment.
"Okay.. I will take care of this guy. You can leave now!"
Oliver spoke to Rae in a dismissive tone. It was obvious from his attitude that they were not on good terms with each other either.
He did not want to take care of the King at the moment. It would have been better if Rae waited for a while before confronting the King, but ok.
He will make do with it. He will have to keep the King as a captive, that's it.
"Perfect. I will head back to the queen's chamber then."
Rae smiled happily, not at all minding the attitude.
