"Stop right there."
The cold voice brought chills upon everyone that heard him.
Everyone mechanically turned back and faced the Sixth Prince with cold sweat formed over their foreheads.
The rider of the first horse stuttered, "Si- Sixth P- Prince? Is th- there something we c- could d- do?"
All the riders that had always kept an expressionless face from the start until now hada layer of sweat over their foreheads and even when one of them spoke, he couldn't help but stutter. All these little actions showed how scared they were of the Sixth Prince.
The Sixth Prince raised an eyebrow at him and the corner of his lips curved up into a dangerous smirk. He asked in an amusing yet minacious tone, "Did I allow you to take that horse away?"
His words stiffened up everyone even more than how stiff they all already were.
