Chapter 62. Stubborn King

“The last Argarian?” Lord Aethon’s words echoed through the halls and passageways of the castle, which was now littered with unconscious soldiers. Annalyn paced through the passage close to the meeting hall, humming subtly. Bathed in the radiant light that shot through the glass walls of the passage, she waited for more soldiers to arrive so she could put them to sleep as well.

“Yes, my lord. My entire clan was annihilated by Prince Damian and his soldiers, and I was submitted to King Japhet, a slave,” Elena responded, raising her head slowly to face Lord Aethon.

“If you were submitted to the king to serve him as a slave, how are you here speaking against him?” Lord Aethon asked.

“My lord, I was being transported back to the seventh Argarian field along with some of King Japhet's slaves when a group of rebels attacked our train of carriages to steal food. The battle that ensued caused enough damage to the cages to set us free, and we followed said rebels back to th