The night had been long for the young King but the hope of a better and successful tomorrow kept him going throughout the night. However, Keito felt his hopes dim as the sun rose without any concrete information from his guards.
"How can an elite squad not find one slave trader? One slave trader?" The young king paced inside his room, his steps not making any noise and yet his body language gave a lot away to his onlooking guard captain.
"We found a lot of slave traders but we were not able to find the one your majesty required us to find. I apologise on behalf of the soldiers" the young guard captain bowed down to the kind which did nothing to curb the rising irritation Keito was faced with.
Jess had left once she was ensured that the king was well enough to look after himself. Kaito was grateful for her support but he did not want her personally involved in all this.
After all, her family was a big factor in his past life and had interfered a lot into his political rule.
