Chương 317: False Engagement

"Your Highness?"

Fredek called as he entered the huge bedchamber. At the far side of the room was a huge poster bed where the occupant was basked in the shadows. It's been two hours since the king had collapsed due to his heartbreak and was put there to rest. As soon as Alistair of Ritz woke up, he had called for his right-hand man.

The second in command entered the room carefully without making noise. He was worried to disturb the other even if he knew the king was already awake and a small sound wouldn't matter.

"Fredek, you already know why I called you, don't you?"

A slender hand emerged from the shadow to move the curtain of the poster bed to the side as the figure on the bed shifted. The shadow then retreated and the moonlight illuminated the beautiful, otherworldly visage of the king.