One of his knights grabbed my arm, it brought me excruciating pain. I could feel his strong grasp, it almost broke my bone. But I had to endure it. He dragged me closer to the King, but Alexander was faster than him. Alex was about to slice his head but he stopped his sword right closer to his neck. The knight stopped but he didn’t let go of me.
“Get your hand out of my wife or I’ll slice your neck for you,” he threatened with his cold stares. The knight placed his hand above his shoulder as a sign of surrender.
“This is the King’s command, take her!”
The other knights drew their swords and aimed at Alexander.
“N-no, don’t hurt him,” I said, almost begging.
It was my fault. Grandmother stopped me before but I didn’t listen. I knew the history of the ill-fated relationship between
