"M-My Lord," Bernard stuttered as he bowed down to the King of the Rogues, his entire body shaking like a leaf in autumn. What news he was going to give to his master, he knew they were horrible. It just wasn't his fault for that. Bernard had done everything his Lord had ordered him to. Everything had gone wrong because of her, Edith. They should have never trusted her to do the job, he had tried to advise his Lord about this before. "Tell me, Bernard, is Estelle finally dead?" The King questioned, his strong voice giving Bernard chills, just like always. "Tell me!" He growled when his servant refused to answer to that. "I'm so sorry, my Lord. I'm so sorry, but it didn't go as planned." Bernard was practically in the verge of crying when he saw the mad, murderous expression in his maste

