Chapter 294: I Had All, And Now… None of You [2]
[ZULA]
"Take me to the birthing hall. I must see my queen myself," King Zaffuto said and his warriors along with Sadako, walked towards the exit of the hallways with him, none of them even daring to make a sound, let alone look back at the dead woman they had left there.
As the Lycan king made his way to the birthing hall, he could see the Lycans stay silent, and bow, waiting for him to be gone from their sight. On a normal day, the king would feel terrible that his people were not as free with him, but today, there was just one thing on Zaffuto’s mind.
His family.
"You can leave now," Sadako mouthed to the Lycans who had been waiting to be dismissed. They didn’t know how and what had happened, but this was the first time they had openly seen their king’s face and he had so many scars, probably battle scars.
The King had long hair that fell to his back, hair that was neatly held by the crown that was sitting pretty on his head. He was wearing a long cloak not to mention the regal clothing he had beneath that cloak.
The king screamed gold on him, but his face was that of someone who was ready to murder. Well, he had murdered Arabella for simply being the one to deliver the news to him, so there was probably no hope for the other people there, right?
"Your Grace, allow me to check the room," Sadako said to his king, asking the one thing that could put him in the same state as Arabella. But that didn’t matter right now, because he knew so well that the man before him was determined.
He hadn’t felt his Erasthai dying, and that was also why the king was still in denial about all this. Then again, he couldn’t just believe a lowly maidservant who seemed to not know the first thing about birthing herself.
"No. I will check it myself," King Zaffuto said, making Sadako just nod at him.
The birthing hall was on a building a little too far from the palace, for reasons that were obvious. It was the hall that was sued by all the women of the kingdom, and well, the King didn’t want to be woken up by women screaming their guts out in labor.