"Well….let's talk, shall we…" he said with a smile.
Atlas didn't want to bully the poor king so hard but he was on the other side, who could harm his loved ones so this much pressure was required to put him in his place before something 'unwanted' happened.
Bruce raised his chin, to look at the masked man, who was sitting like a king, his royal charisma flowing out like he was born to sit on the throne and his aura declaring everything was his to dictate.
"wh…..what does such person like you, want anything from me…..I'm just a king of this middle-tier kingdom."
"A lot, Bruce, a lot....going straight to the point. I want your undying allegiance towards Queen Elizabeth. What say you?"
Bruce finally understood what was happening, because of his decision from the earlier meeting, the resu
