Someone To Have

18: King's Problem #1.2

At the age of 10, Prince Zed, a poor prince that even nobles ignore, as he was a child of a mercenary warrior that left him to his father, learned the deep meaning of the cruel world to him when his siblings bullied and killed everyone who cared for him, he have to get on power and get his revenge.

Since being in disadvantage as his siblings bullied him continuesly, he finally snapped and killed 3 of them in one night, no one cared since they are only low status royal children, but his father got a caught of it and became interested to him. He got called by the King, along with the other royal children in the throne room. They were lined up according to their birth order. They were glancing at him from time to time, they knew what happened and were predicting what will happen, since this is the first time the royal children killing each other on the current king's reign even without the proper ritual for the succession war. Few of them were pitying him, but the others are giggling and quietly gossiping on him, and some are betting if he will die or not, if he will be kicked out or punished, millions of gallons are being betted on him, like he is some last bet game.

"Zed of mercernary warrior" the king called him.

"Zed child of contract slave" a child murmured behind him, the other giggled quietly, someone pushed him to tumble but he immediately got his balance.

He walked to the kneeling spot then he kneeled in front of the king.

"I heard what happened, how did you do it?" he asked staring at him intensely.

The other royal children are betting what he should do and say. Beg or get the king's pity.

'It should be why right?' Zed couldnt understand his own father.

"I.. I was cornered by them since they were-"

"I said so, I won" he heard someone said it happily like they won. They truly won.

"Not that story, I dont need dramas" he said getting annoyed.

Then another wave of quiet murmur.

Zed sighed and followed the kings order.

"The first move I did was pulling the tablecloth with a heavy vase on it, it landed to their heads, then when it got broke, I immediately got a huge shard and then pierced theim and slit their necks" he told him

Then he heard a happily giggle.

'They still bet on that?' he couldnt believe how much money they are earning through him right now, he should ask some give away from the winning siblings since it's his life on stake.

The king stood up and got his sword on his hand. He placed the tip on Zed's shoulder near his neck.

Everyone tensed up, the king is releasing an aura, that made them hard to breath. But his siblings are still betting, the last bet.

Zed knew it, its his end now.

He felt the cold and sharp sensation of the sword that made him shiver.

Then the King pulled the sword sideway and was preparing to strike.

The siblings are watching it intensely, murmuring chants to win their bet.

And then, the king placed the tip of the sword to his other shoulder, he felt a drop of blood run down to his collarbone.

Their chants are getting faster. The chanting murmurs are getting down one by one.

"Diediediediediediediedie"

"Livelivelivelive"

"Aw he was not punished, what a waste, he was my favorite game" he heard from one of the oldest siblings.