Chapter 41

AMON POV

This wretched demon. He is lucky I care for him the way I did, or I would have had his head mounted on a pike in the dungeons just for his comment. But honestly, what was I to expect. Marax is known for his loyalty, ability to keep a secret and his deadly honest tongue. A fact that would have been the death of him if it wasn’t for the protection he got from being my manservant.

After his remarks about my tussle with Raven, or lack there of, he had run down the halls and almost made it to the dungeons. Was he expecting Ronove would have protected him from my anger? If that was his line of thoughts he was wrong. The previous King would have slaughtered him without a second thought. Raven was his everything. To make matters worse, when I was chasing Marax, I was only dressed in the shorts I went to bed in. The maids who silently clean the castle without being seen or disrupting the daily affairs of the other demons, saw me in that state of undress.