-LILIAN-
The sound of muffled groans emanated upon getting to his chambers. The guard who supposedly had come to report the incident seemed to have vanished also, blood trails lingering from the doorstep.
Could it be?
No assumptions, I had to check it myself. I couldn’t let him eliminate the postal guard after all; it would be about the coming war or an attempt by intruders.
“Lord Alexander?” My voice echoed before a loud thud.
It was the guard; he was bleeding from his ears down, his breath all smoke like he had been burnt from the inside out. Why was he pissed this morning? I thought last night would have changed him.
“Lord Alexander, what makes you pissed after a glorious night?” I asked.
Truly, it wasn’t a mistake. No matter how much I tried to deny what was going on in my head,
