Chapter 14: A Wedding And A Ring (1)
"Lord Cassian," Roland’s chest swelled as he took a deep breath, using that minimum amount of silence to build up his courage, and he said, "I know what is best for my niece, and I’m sorry to say this but you, personally, have no right to interfere in our family matters. I have no idea why she’s saying all this things to you, but--"
"For your information, my patience has long expired and I have five bullets remaining." Cassian brought out his revolver gun, startling everyone in his presence. His index finger was messing with the trigger guard like they were itching to shoot another buffoon and reduce the peasants in the streets.
"It’s been a while since I took gun practice seriously, hmmn, father always said a loaded gun brings power, for once I agree with him."
He pointed the revolver at Roland’s face, and a clicking sound followed like the bullet had been set to aim at him.
Roland wisely took a step back in retreat, including his men. His body trembled at the sight of a gun being pointed at his face. His eyes, intensely fixed on the muzzle where the bullet would surely spring out from, striking him straight in the forehead.
He swallowed hard.
Lord Cassian was capable of ending his life without thinking twice, and getting away with it wasn’t a problem for him. The reason he could recognize the young lad at first sight was because they’ve attended some eventful meetings that got him aware of the young Lord’s nature.
Everything about him had a chaos label attached to it.
The gentle rustling of the green weeds, trees, and the soft howling of the breeze as it fluttered their dresses, created a contrast that contradicts the anxiety building amongst Roland and his men. The silvery bright moon that rode along the sky, was the only thing assisting them with a bit of light.
Watching the sweat that nervously rolled down his face to his chin, Cassian’s lips charmingly formed a lopsided grin.
"Your heart is racing like a lover is nearby. Be calm, for I’m not so heartless to kill you in front of your niece," he reverted the gun to one of Roland’s men, and his movement was so fast that only the sound of a gunshot, and the sight of a man sprawling to the ground after that, made everyone realize what deed had been done.