"What did you do?"
From behind Zivan's panicked voice rang and Samuel took the knife away.
Zivan walked over and took the knife away from Samuel's hand.
"Shhhh," Samuel glared at his second brother for making unnecessary noise. Silja's maids were just sleeping outside of the chamber.
Zivan pulled Samuel away from Silja and stood between them.
"What did you do to her?" Zivan asked, looking at the bruises on Silja's face.
"She is just unconscious, don't worry," Samuel replied indifferently.
"Have you lost it? Did you think what will happen when your brother finds out about this?" Zivan sounded so angry, even though their voices were very low.
"So what if he gets mad at me? He isn't listening and this is important," Samuel also looked a bit angry. It was hard for him to lose his composure.
"But this is not the way," Zivan snapped.
"Then? Tell me if you have a better idea," Samuel crossed his hand around his chest.
