บท 309: FRAGILE MIND

I could sense panic rising among the people in the throne room at the sight of the bloodied man in the throne room. The man could barely stand well and two guards rushed forward so they could hoist him up by his arms. Kiran stared at the man in confusion with no idea how the man got here. I'm pretty sure the man had no business whatsoever in being here. Or at least, it wasn't his turn.

I guess he didn't have much of a choice though, I said as I took in the form of the man who looked like he was barely breathing. I slowly accessed him with my eyes. From his clothes, he looked to be one of the peasant folks and from the waist belt that was supposed to contain some weapon of some sort, I'm guessing he was a hunter.

"How dare you disrupt the peace of the peace of the court?" Langmore yelled stalking towards the man who cowered in fear but Ivan raised a hand up causing him to stop in his tracks.

Ivan leaned forward in his seat. "Who are you?"