Hector
Standing in front of my chamber was the con artist. The fool I have given enough chances to prove himself, and now I was snapping out.
I couldn't keep hiding in the dark when I could just get out and claim what I wanted.
"Did she like my cradle?" I asked, my voice sharp, void of any emotion.
"Yes, Your Eminence, she liked it," he uttered, stuttering a bit.
"Kia, I'm running out of patience, you know. When are you going to get Alexa to me as promised?"
"I'm working on it, and in no time, I will have Alexa beside you," he cooed, trying to persuade me with his words.
But I wasn't having it with him this time. "Bring me Alexa. In a week... Last chance. Now out of my sight!"
He bowed fearfully as he left.
Kendell
He thought he could trap Alexa away from me? He must be kidding.
