Merylle’s POV
"Don't kill him first. I got some plan."
My bloodshot eyes darted to her. I am still slumped on the ground while King Venz is standing beside me. From the smirk of his cousin, all I want right now is for my hands to find comfort in his coat. I bite my lips inwardly in order for me to stop my hands from clutching into my master.
"Get off your slave." Princess Liza pushed Blade to free the slave on his feet.
I can sense the tiny string of hope the slave has when he was freed from Blade's fangs.
"T-Thank you Princes L-Liza. T-Thank you!" The man kneel in front of her and kissed his forehead on the ground.
"Stop being grateful. I did not spare you." She gave him a kick in order for the slave to stop. "But you can live for another month... if you do what we asked you to do
