Inside the king's study.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Haze's men are already searching through the entire palace." The servant reported. "He's on his way here too."
"How pathetic. He's free to search your palace even without the actual owner's permission? You are the king, but this Brandon guy acts like he owns this place." Alexander commented as he watched the ruckus down below. He was swirling his red wine in a tulip glass as he looked through the window overlooking the massive garden.
King Markus was on the couch, his head bowed down low. His shoulders were slumped and the entire aura around him seemed defeated, as though he had no authority as the ruler.
