Phoveous Pov.
Sergeant Bailey took a step closer to Austin, "King Austin, our mission here is
not to initiate a fight. We have come here to apprehend you for your crimes against-"
"Boring. I don't care," Austin held up his hand to silence the Sergeant and yawned over-dramatically.
"Your Highness, I highly suggest-"
"What makes you think I care about anything you suggest?" He snapped.
"I want to talk to him," Austin pointed his gun at me and smirked.
The Sergeant cast a glance that seemed to have a trickle of concern in there. I nodded, assuring him that it would be fine. I could handle Austin. I had trained to do it.
"Then talk," my aloof response made him tense for a second as his eyes focused on me, attempting to decipher my plan. But I didn't have anything planned yet, especial
