Chapter 45 : Traitor

Armand soldier stood around Vadim’s convoy. All five of them but Armand know not to underestimate this small power. 3 out of 5 was an ancient who had fought alongside their parents while the other two are a well-known assassin in the kingdom. Not even 100 soldiers could defeat them at the same time so as much as he was pissed that his bastard of a brother just burst into his room, into his castle-like he owns the fucking place, he knows that he must calm down and allow perhaps a tad of anger just to show Vadim that his presence are not welcome.

“You are not welcome here, bastard.” Armand gritted through his teeth. Vadim looks untethered. Hands holding on to his sword unshaken despite knife silver knife that could do serious damage was only an inch away from his neck. Not to mention archers already aiming at him with gunmen ready to blow their brains out as soon as Armand gave his signals.

“Same mother, asshole. Now, where the hell is Ayara? Hell, where the hell is my woman?”

Arma