The Byzen army wore a blue dress, a yellow hooded garb, and a white turban. Hash thought it looked cool on him, but it's unwise. He was in disguise.
His opposing prince was giving them martial arts instruction himself.
Someone he knew leaned slightly leaned on his ear. He can feel his blood rise few degrees because of the news.
"Where is she right now?"
His informer veered a bit to his ears.
What the f*ck was she doing? He thought. She couldn't waste away her life like this. That woman needed punishment. How much danger should she experience before it could sink into her skull?
He silently pulled himself out from the crowd and followed his men towards the Harem.
"Didn't I told you to bring her home?!"
As much as he wanted to kick all his men, he restrained himself because he needed them.
"The princes went back to the towers. She had something important in her unique Dashiki."
He was referring to her jeans and t-shirt.
