(READ AUTHORS THOUGHTS! FINAL CHAPTER)
The words fell on Javid's ears like thunder. He jumped to his feet that he doesn't remember the last time that he has used them. He was too careless, a shot of nausea smashed at him as he saw the cold cell around him go like the waves of the sea. The throbbing in his head from the adrenaline that rushed through him didn't make it any better.
Heath's eyes followed him around, ready to jump in if it came to that despite the iron bars that stood between them.
"Where the hell is the court!" Javid burst out, his loud voice sounded like thunder echoing in the night of the dark cell. "Can't they see the empty vaults!" he ran a hand through his hair in frustration.
"The whole court is against it, even Prince Hooman," Heath stated as his eyes couldn't find a target to settle on. "No one is with it! but there is nothing that they could do! The King has finally lost his mind!" he threw his head down.
