"...We want you to help us kill our father."
The words echoed in the deathly silent room. The trio's faces froze, their mouth falling open. Considering everything they knew, never in their life would they come even remotely close to predict this.
"What?!", was all they managed and with serious expression Otto explained further.
"We want your help in killing our father. There is multiple reasons for it, but for you there is only one. He doesn't want competition. He kills everyone who has even a chance of opposing his rule over this city. And sadly you two are the biggest threat for him currently."
Seraphine's and Bea's face unlike how Otto thought didn't became fearful, only angry. There hands were holding onto the cutlery, bending the metal with relative ease.
