The Message Threat

ADOLPH

“Who the fuck is this man?” Adolph roared, already on his feets as he stared at the letter the Royal messenger had brought some minutes ago.

The messenger already seeing the intensity of the situation, and the rising fury that was yet to unleash, quickly bowed his head and left the throne room.

If Adolph noticed him leave, he paid no head, instead he had his focus on the contents of the paper he was holding with trembling hands. He was angry, the veins in his face and neck threatening to burst out.

“Adolph, you have to calm down.” Connor murmured, the same time the door of the room burst open and in walked Fenris his uncle. He had come at the perfect time, and Adolph couldn’t be more grateful as he threw the paper on the floor angrily.

Connor rushed to pick it up, while Adolph continued swearing and cursing. As for Fenris, the concerned look on his face was evident, as he asked, “What’s going on Adolph? What’s happening?”

“Here.” Connor chimed in, answering in Adolph’s stead, a