#Chapter11
Baden
No daughter of Alvar will ever become the bride of Baden, I promise you./"
The sincere and bitter words of Thales rattled the beast within Henry as in the next moment, he reached for the knife in the fruit basket and stabbed the proud King in the jugular. Nobody in the circle fathomed the sudden act. In their eyes, Henry was defenseless a few moments ago.
As his fist tightened around the knife, he stared deeply in Thales's glazed eyes. The ocean shade of worn-out lenses was diminishing in nothing.
