>>>Titus’ POV
>>>General Tritonius’ POV<<<
I had captured one of the stinking counselmen, and had drug him to my personal torture pit beneath my home. So far he had said nothing, but I was starting to pull out his teeth now one by one, and he was becoming more cooperative. “Tell me where you took the shifter, and who is trying to kill the Queen?” I seethed in anger. I punched the gremlin once more, and he spit out his canine tooth.
“We, we didn’t take the shifter. He was gone before we got to his cell.” He whimpered out of breath. I hit him again for good measure. “I swear, he wasn’t there.” I wasn’t satisfied, but I would get more to that later.
“Who is trying to kill the Queen?” I punched him in his chest, cracking several ribs.
He winced in pain but im
