Chapter 288

King Lucien returned fierce blue eyes at the woman.

She lifted her chin. “Yes, it's a pity that he survived! I hate it! But I'm not worried.” That evil laugh again. “My master will still kill you all! He will have the victory! He will—”

Her head separated from her shoulders. King Lucien cut off her head. It dangled on the floor in front of King Lucien's shoes.

“Dargak, clean up this mess,” he stated simply.

The guard needn't be told twice. He hurried about to clean out the girl's body and blood from the king's chambers.

Then King Lucien turned cold eyes towards Vetta.

Did Declan remember everything?

Will I be executed today? Or will I be vindicated? The question repeated itself over and over again in her mind as she stared at the man whom she had loved for so long—whom she had sacrificed everything for, over and over again. The same man who was staring back at her with questioning eyes as cold as ice.

She said nothing at all. Ther