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“How many were killed?” I asked, seeing the endless sand out of the car window.

“Eleven, sir,” he answered.

Eleven people died to kidnap one woman.

“And they couldn’t even reach the princess, could they?” I said, giving him a pointed look.

His eyes lowered to the sleeve of my shirt which were splashed with blood from my previous… detour. Even the gold cufflinks were red. Pity, I liked them.

“No, sir, they couldn’t reach princess Zara. She was heavily guarded along with Sultana.”

I hummed, giving the signal to the driver.

“Nasrin is pregnant, isn’t she?”

The man in suit didn’t reply, only swallowed the lump in his throat.

“I take that as a yes then,” I smiled. “I told you that I wanted her dead the last time, didn’t I?”

“Y-yes, Sir, but we couldn’t sneak inside the Golden Palace, it was heavily—”

I cracked my knuckles, rubbing the sore muscle on my neck. “I received a report from a source that both Zain and Nasrin were at that sheikh’s oasis. Khalid was with his blind love