"You don't walk out on the king!" One of the elders hollered with red eyes. "F**k you bastard", Alec cursed in English as he kept walking, but his path was blocked by the crowd. Except that something was different.
They weren't looking at him with anger and spite, but they were looking up to him as a savior. From their general expression, it appeared that they had lost all hope of their king.
"You will be executed this time for disrespecting the king. You whites have no respect!" The king said with a hard voice and gestured for his guard to take him away.
However, what happened next surprised Alec. As the three guards were approaching Alec, the crowd in his front suddenly made a wall, blocking them from going further.
