The War Princess Book II

Chapter 202: Hostage

Juwan slashed another soldier down. The Sultan seems frustrated that his soldiers can't beat the skillfull foreign man.

"Why did you all go one by one?! Go all at once!"

"Honorable Sultan, please stand back...these people are a danger to you. They want your life...Faroud even brought in a foreigner as his aide..."

"Honorable Sultan,what we want is Malik...he is the one betraying your trust."

Juwan try to reason with Sultan.

"The only traitor here is my own son! Who slept with my woman..."

The Sultan seems angry at Cela who look at her with dreaded eyes behind Faroud.

"You should be grateful I took care of you...I will make sure you don't get away with your punishment easily...I will make scars on your skin so nobody else will want you!"

Cela flinched with the Sultan's threats. She knew what he meant. She saw it before how he tied the women with ropes and those leave marks on their skin. She was too precious to have marks so the Sultan only use his bare hands on her. Leaving bruises that will heal after.

"I will not allow you to touch her, Father."

"What did you say, you stupid boy!"

"Honorable Sultan, let's go to a safer place. We will make sure we catch them. Dead or alive..."

Malik grin in satisfaction. These two will be silenced and then he will have full trust from the Sultan. They are walking away when suddenly Faroud shout at them.

"Why did you trust him more than your own blood, Father!? I am your son!"

The Sultan stopped and turn in anger.

"I don't have a son like...!"

Before he finished his sentence, a strong arm grip his neck from behind and a knife was pointed at his neck. Everyone gasped to see the scene and now nobody dare to move.

"I think we should have a calm talk here..."

A smile formed from the guy who pointed his knife to the Sultan's neck. Malik's face paled as he recognised the familiar emerald eyes under his black hair.

"Impossible..."

"Who are you?! What do you want?"

"Forgive me, Honorable Sultan. I will need you to be quiet for a while. Nobody move or the Sultan's blood will be spilled here."

The Sultan's gasped at the feeling of cold steel pressed on his neck.

"Prince Vrag...this is not wise..."

Marley appeared from behind with worries. He thought Vrag will subdued Malik but instead he choose the Sultan and pointed a knife to his neck.

"Prince...?" The Sultan questioned Marley's statement.

"He is Slothia White Demon... I'm sure you heard about him Sultan. This is the proof that Slothia wanted war with Ghabal... cooperating with Fridden...and Aram..."

"That's a baseless accusations, Malik. I can kill the Sultan and send this country into chaos now if I want to. But I don't..."

Malik frowned. Why Okto's demeanor is different? He seems to...

"Are you curious if I return to my old self? Unfortunately for you the answer is yes, Malik...Your technique is not that great...or perfect..."

"You are bluffing."

"Do I? I get to keep Okto's memories with me as well."

"Okto...?" The Sultan recalled that name. It's the mercenaries captain that work closely with Malik last time. Handsome face, blond hair but as far as he know he is a slave Malik recruited as one of his soldiers.