Chapter thirty two: King Ansell
"Do you have to go?" Rosemund asked her brother.
Her eyes were tearful and her mouth pouts in disapproval. It was almost mid night and Alexander had sneaked inside her chambers to break the news to her.
He was of adequate body built yet he walked without making a sound of any kind. Evading the guards was actually very easy not that he needed to, he could simply order them to turn a blind eye to his whereabouts or go with the easier option and plunge a dagger into their chest. One thing that was true was there would always be more guards and knights.
No man dared cross Alexander; he takes lives with blinking an eyelid. Women and children were of course off limits, but he had no qualm if his father insists on public flogging as far as he doesn't have to be the one to do it.
