Peter’s POV:
“Who sent you?” the crown prince asked, standing next to the bruised and amputated guy I caught this morning.
I already questioned him as well as Prince Nicholas, but this nameless tough guy just didn’t budge a bit no matter how painful he had to bear the torture.
“Glaz za glaz,” he hoarsely said in Russian.
An eye for an eye.
It was so obvious that they did this as an act of revenge, but someone with prominent power must have been behind them. The crown prince closed his eyes and then disappeared from our sight. I thought Prince Nicholas would leave or kill this guy, but he just stood there with bored look. I stood still, but was trying to gain attention from the prince.
he commanded, so I stood still, trying to reduce my wandering thoughts.
In less than two minutes
