Chapitre 46: Rogue vampires

Kieran stared at all the useless people before him who had taken their last breaths before he eyed the young boy who was shivering in fear. He noticed how his already pale face was turning white as he took a step away from him. Unable to tolerate the stress any longer, he dropped to his knees as he groveled before him to spare him.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I was wrong. I did not know what I was doing. Please forgive me." He was almost on the verge of crying and Seymour felt terrible for him even though he did even know what was happening. He was still far away from his King as he watched him kill the group, sparing the lad quickly.

Even though he pitied the lad, Seymour left it to the King to deal with him. He still did not know how cunning the boy was and his actual intentions. Only his King was excellent at reading people, and every time, his judgment of people had been perfect and accurate.