Chapter 31: Alistairos Vow

  Alistair

  "Any news about her?" Draven asked the guards, they remained mum for a few seconds before one of them shook his head sighing in defeat.

  "No, your highness,"

  My fists clenched in anger, and I grabbed the handle of the throne. The gems settled on it started cracking and the pedestal shook. More than a month that girl had been gone, just days before her 20th birthday when I could snatch the locket from her and get rid of the locket.

  All those years she had stayed a mum statue and then out of the blue she flew away like a bird. She escaped the tight security as if it was nothing.

  I had definitely mistook her years of silence as her weakness, I should have tortured her enough so that she wouldn't have had dared to escape. I should have had shown her any mercy.