The Great Black King

Chapter • 19

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱

Asra’s words caught me by surprise. It was like a stab in my chest and a straight dart in my pride.

It was my fault, I knew it. It was my fault that Asra had to go through everything, that she had to listen to things like that when in the end she was attending to one of my many whims.

I still remembered when Asra asked me if that was really what I wanted. Asra was always much more than a simple concubine, she always would be.

I sighed.

"Majesty?" one of the guards hurried to call me.

"Say it" I muttered with one hand on my face.

"Ahm..." he stopped "the commander said he had found clues to the crimes the duchess came to try to solve. He told me to... not give it to her, but..."

I took a deep breath.

"Speak."

"Prince Asmodeus said he would gouge out my eyes and force me to eat if I did not tell the lady about what I had found."

I snitched.

Who did he think he was to threaten my men? But... I really had the right to be angry? Asmodeus was doing more f