Chapter 187
"You," Henry said, not believing his ears.
It was one thing to want to kill each other but it was another for Mateo to go onto Zayne’s side when the fight had not been lost.
Mateo pointed his sword at Henry. "I am just the spare, remember? I can only be king if you die."
"And father would have to die," Henry argued.
James couldn’t bring himself to jump out the window since they were too high up and there wasn’t anything below to catch him. He was in so much of a panic that he hadn’t heard what was said by Mateo.
James hid behind his sons since Richard was outnumbered by Zayne’s men and the guards who once shielded him were on the floor. "Kill him, Mateo. This is what we prepared you for."
"For the king!" Richard yelled, aiming his sword at Finn. He smiled when his sword wounded the soldier but a pain growing in his side woke him up to the fact he had not won this fight.
"Fuck," Finn cursed, swinging his sword to knock Richard’s sword from his hand. "I applaud you for landing a hit. It was a good fight," he said, swinging the sword once more to take Richard’s head. "What about the painter?"
"Leave him be. I can smell the piss from here. Put down your sword and then we can later speak about you becoming king. I will not place another fool who will ignore the slaves," Zayne said, waiting for Mateo to make his decision.
Mateo heard the soldiers yelling through the window his father opened. Their side could easily win this fight since Zayne was outnumbered but if his father and brother died, he would be left to take the throne. All he needed to do was hide the truth by letting everyone present die to hide his betrayal.
Mateo threw his sword to Zayne’s feet. A chance to kill his father and brother would not come again.