"Your Highness, you shouldn't have given the men such allowance. They became too slack because of that," Nhel's general, Jace, tried to keep up with Nhel's pace, as he still hadn't seemed to cool down.
"Are they gathered already?" Nhel asked.
"Yes, Your Highness," he replied.
Nhel didn't say another word. He was about to confront them and find out who spoke ill of Anisha.
"Your Highness," a soldier came panting. "Prince William is dragging you before the King."
Jace turned to Nhel worriedly.
"It's okay," he assured.
They turned toward the main hall and soon approached the commotion.
"He's a monster! He has to leave at once, or else he'll bring each and every one of us trouble!" The Prince screamed like he was seeing things. His neck had already been wrapped in gauze.
Upon Nhel entering the polished halls, Prince William's attention diverted to him, and he stumbled back in fright immediately. The soldiers supported him.
