"If you have called me because you miss the pain, I will gladly inflict that on you." he warned, his face still covered with darkness but the threat in Garrison's voice made the man chuckle.
"Still an army, I see. But I heard that the army is changing its owner. You discard the order given by his majesty?" The man cocked a brow, not surprised but amused by Garrison's actions.
Even his name was a reminder that he was nothing but a soldier at the royal family's disposal. How could an object disobey, the man failed to understand it.
"Duncan!" the man laughed, shook his head and then stopped at once. His face went dark.
"His majesty asked me to call you here when you did not reply to his message." Garrison raised a brow. His eyes gleaming in the darkness. Though he was summoned, he looked like he was in control. As if everyone was doing his bidding and he was there merely for watching the show.
