There was a lot of spluttering of blood as the man continued to throw punches on the kneeling knight, who didn't let out a single scream. The only thing I could hear was his ragged breathing and his
"Why am I being beaten up when you have no proof against me?" he screamed when the cousin stopped for a few moments. He wiped his filthy blood on a handkerchief before catching the disgraced person's throat.
"Is the proof of us catching you not enough?" questioned the King with such deadly eyes that if he would have snapped the knight's head if he didn't want to give him a painful torture.
"We saw every foul thing you did, you bastard," came the dangerous whisper of the Lord's cousin.
"How is that possible?" yelled the kneeling man, as though his punishment wasn't still enough. "Unless... the woman is a magical being and you are trying to keep her safe..."
