"Bring the torch!"
Lorenzo's yell echoed. Shooting an arrow right in the ear of the girl. His voice sounded disgusting for the first time in her life. Why did she ever find him attractive? Full with hatred, Visha could not cease herself from loathing the existence of Lorenzo Sigerten.
The guards brought the torch. "The butler of Rutherford household was found dead yesterday! He deserved the death in view of the fact that he betrayed everyone! Today, he shall visit the hell only!" General Lorenzo stated in the loudest tone. Raising the torch into the air.
"You are the one who will go to hell" A mutter escaped between the girl's lips. Causing the two men to take a glance at her in disbelief. "Burn that dog!" And the King, Nolan shouted. It was when Visha's jaw clenched. The torch landed on the cloth. The fire spread everywhere.
