Three days. Actually three days and three nights to be completely precise. Mark had not let Alexander in peace. All these hours had gotten into training and Allias was actually enjoying it a lot because his job was special. He just sat there and kept insulting Like.
"He is one of the biggest pieces of shit that I have ever seen. How does it make you feel that I've seen him naked before you?"
"Ouch that must hurt Alexander. What are you gonna do about it?" Mark irked him even more. Allias was sitting underneath a tree, throwing up and down an apple as he kept talking before he stopped and took a bite. The crunching echoed in the silent forest and a drop of juice from the ripe fruit escaped from his parted lips. He wiped it with his arm and continued.
"He made everyone's lives worse. It's his fault his dad is dead. Wherever he goes there is chaos. He should be better off dead" the king said.
"What are you going to do Alexander?" Mark asked him again.