Make you my Queen

"Your Majesty!"

Through the iron bars, the henchman's shout had echoed the whole prison. His eyes never stopped shedding tears. His throat sore. Revealing how much he was broken and in shock. "Gosh, this man really annoys me in every possible way" along with a slight frown, Ezekial stepped near to the iron bars.

But still standing from distance as the guards quickly placed a chair for the King to settle down. "Your Majesty!" John's eyes lit up when the King had arrived. He gripped the iron bars with all the strength. Begging to let him step out of the prison. 

"I apologize for my words! I swear! It was not me who made up these revolting schemes! I would never backstab you, Your Majesty! It is someone else who is controlling me in fact!" John yelled out loud. Defending himself at all cost to get out of the prison and avoid the death flag.