"Didn't I warn you not to act in any way that might upset me?" Arthur spoke, and as he did, several guards entered, having heard the sound of the king's gunfire—a sound that struck fear into everyone's hearts. The king had only used his weapon once before, when he killed his wife as she tried to escape with a man from the middle class, leaving him behind.
Now, they had heard the gun again. A terrible sense of an impending storm gripped everyone, but no one dared raise their voice against King Arthur. Yurai stared at him, her eyes filled with hatred, anger, and regret.
"You're a murderer! Why did you kill him? Didn't we agree that you would let him live if I married you and told you about that cursed map?" Yurai screamed, her hands stained with the blood of her former fiancé. His heart no longer beat. Yurai had lost the very reason she had stood up to this tyrannical devil.
