"Let me out!"
"Take me away from here, or better still kill me. Do you hear me Razhal, I give you the authority to take my life…just the way you took my brother's, just the same crude way you forcefully took my parents. The Grendels household has only suffered since your reign. Take my life too Razhal, the terror!"
Casper's thunderous voice shook the foundations of the building even though he was locked up far down in the dungeon prison. His curses became even vulgar like a flame getting ebbed by some invisible fan. The guards on duty outside the dungeon gates stood unfazed but the servants and other residents felt discomfort to hear someone openly speak to the king like that, not to talk of calling out his name.
"You deceitful, power-hungry tyrant!"
The voice continued, his words dripping with conviction and resilience.
