Chapter 66: In The King’s Presence
Lilac
I struggled hard, but it was pointless. The guard who had me draped over his shoulder like I was a sack of potato was so strong, he had no problem pinning me in place as he marched into the large building, past a lot of doors till we arrived before a very large, looming door which he knocked on before opening after being Invited in.
When I was set on the ground, the world spinned around me and it took a few seconds for everything to return back to normal. My eyes caught on the looming figure standing at the far end of the room, he was backing me and seemed to be doing something with his hands. He wasn’t facing me yet, but I could feel so much strength and power from me, one which made me stagger while my heartbeat pounded hard, I just already know that he’s the king and I was so frightened that I stopped breathing, eyes nervously darting around for a means to escape but there was none, with guards stationed by the door.
When the man finally turned around, I staggered back, my heart flying into my throat as my eyes locked eith the man’s. He looked so frightening and powerful that I felt dread drawl up my spine, especially when my eyes settled on the knife in his right hand as he slowly looked me over.
"Ah... so, this is him?" He finally spoke and I swallowed, eyes widening as I quickly averted my gaze. He let out a laugh as he shook his head then he was facing me again.
"You’re not what I expected at all, child." He said this time snd I didn’t know if that was supposed to make me relax or not. He looked like the prince, there was no mistaking that he was slosn’s father, however, his eyes were scarier and there’s this terrifying air that surrounded him and was oozing from his pores in bulk.
When he began to walk towards me, my eyes widened and I took a terrified step backward, stumbling even more till I was telling on my ass. He didn’t stop coming closer till jd was stopping at my feet, a condescending look in his eyes as he stared down at me, his lips twisted in disgust as he slowly looked me over.
"My son really has no taste if this is the best he could do." He stated and he laughed again, but all that I could really focus on was the hand which was still holding that knife; that was what had my full attention and what was making me feel so terrified right now, because from the looks of things, it seems like he wanted to kill me.., else, why would he carry a knife this way whine speaking to me?
He walked around me to crouch at my side then he placed the tip of the knife at my jaw. I ducked in a sharp breath and went extremely still. I couldn’t dare to let a breath out to avoid myself from getting slashed.
"Do you know why you’re here?" Hr asked, eyes boring into mine. I was so scared to shake my head before the knife mistakenly tore into my skin that way.