Chapter 14
Annoyed with the lack of response from Cyrus, Killian moved his sword to place it on top of Cyrus’s hand before pushing it right through his flesh. There was a little smirk on his lips watching Cyrus hiss from the pain. "Talk to me quickly, I am not a patient man."
"I am nothing in the Blackwell kingdom-"
"Lies," Killian wiggled his sword around before pulling it out to look at the blood now covering. He glanced at the carriage where the person being used for bait was still hiding. "This man," he drove his sword right down into the heart of the unconscious man Cyrus knocked out earlier. "Yelled out princess. As a king, it would be rude of me to not say hello."
Killian left his sword standing upright buried in the dead man’s chest as he walked towards the carriage. Cyrus tried to grab his foot to stop him but a dark wolf appeared to hold him down. "You look strong but it’s a shame you aren’t smart. Keep still when you are in my presence boy."
Killian placed his hands behind his back when he stood right in front of the door the person on the inside would have to use to get out. "Come out before I pull you out princess. All of your guards have been defeated."
"I can hear you breathing even if you cover your mouth and nose," he rolled his eyes annoyed with the lack of compliance today. "So it is the pull you out option you chose-" Killian stopped talking when a shoe went flying towards his face the moment he opened the door.
His men were startled to see he was smacked in his face.
