No One Lives To Tell The Tale
Victor and Estelle exchanged some shocked glances, trying to make sense of what they just heard. Did they even hear the man correctly? Did he mention some sort of King, wanting to kill her? "What Rogue King? What are you talking about?" Estelle couldn't stop herself from asking, and her heart felt like it was beating a mile a minute. And all the while Victor held her hand in his, as if he would lose it all if he didn't have any sort of physical contact with her. Ben gulped once, the look in Victor's face probably scaring the hell out of him. "There is someone," he started, "Someone that declares himself the King of the Rogues." "Who is he?" Victor demanded angrily. "Why don't any of us know about him?" "Here's the catch, Your Highness," Ben told him. "No one does. No one knows his real
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