"Who was that man? I want to know each and everything about him before the first ray of the morning!" The guards gulped as they stared at the sky which had already turned orange, showing that the morning would be in less than two hours or so.
How are they going to find all the information of a man they knew nothing about except the color of his hair and eyes!
They wanted to cry.
"Your majesty, what was the name of the man again?" asked one of the knights, collecting all his courage when Chris tilted his head.
"If I am going to tell you so, what are you going to do about it?" his voice was so cold that it created a chill run down their spine.
They could not dare to ask more. They bowed their heads and left.
But Chris was still not done. The smile of that man was not leaving his eyes. It was gnawing at his heart.
He looked at his son who had a nonchalant smile on his face.
