King Jon's POV
It was three weeks and yet I wasn't able to come up with just the right evidence against the chief minister. He'd probably be rejoicing in his heart. According to the promise made, I was expecting to be released next week if I couldn't find any evidence against him.
For three good weeks, my finest search team had tirelessly pursued every lead, searching for any atom of evidence that could expose all the evil deeds of the chief minister.
I clenched the tip of my seat, threatening to rip it apart with my fingers when the guards walked in, and as usual, I was expecting the same old news about them not being able to find anything throughout their search but then the search leader stepped forward, bowing his head in respect. "My king, we found this bullet in the one you gave
