บท 755: Alexandre the Apex

A silence fell over the courtroom. No one dared to breathe a word. Even Mikael, who should have been gloating, didn't dare to say a thing. In fact, he took a seat, regaining his silence as though nothing had happened. 

Their King, Alexandre the Apex, was a man they all feared from the deepest recesses of their heart. When he spoke, the world listened. When he commanded, the world moved. However, sometimes, his inaction was the scariest of all. 

It had already been 12 years since Normand's fiancée was snatched from him. In these 12 years, Normand had probably only meant maybe a few weeks of them free, if that. 

In that time, he had never been allowed to die, forced to watch as the love of his life became a tool for another man, and a weapon for a King to exercise his authority.