Chapitre 102: Elvin

"Meredith." He said with a mischievous smirk.

"Y-yes. What do you want?" Meredith said, her voice shaking.

Micheal grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her up from the ground in a blink of an eye.

"Your head." Micheal said looking at her deadpan.

Meredith's face turned ashen and her heart thumped in her chest.

"W-what?" She questioned her voice quavering.

"Yes, Princess. Someone surely doesn't want to see you on the throne and has ordered for your head."

Nicholas said tauntingly.

"I'm-no-princess….please you have got the wrong person…" Meredith said, taking a step back.

The three of them stepped toward her. She hurled her bag toward them and bolted, but powerful

arms pinioned her.

Icy terror gripped her and she tried to scream but Nicholas grabbed her and clamped his hand over her mouth while he threw his sack over her head.

Meredith struggled furiously but it was fruitless. She felt herself being lifted into their arms.