— WARNING: This chapter is a bit gory, but not as much as Chapter Seven —
(A few days later...)
~Ken'ichi~
"Your Majesty, I have brought the traitor."
Kawasumi said, as she entered the throne room and kneeled. Ken'ichi watched from afar, as Kawasumi threw down some Droplet Tribe person.
The 'traitor' looked hideously beaten and weak— probably because of Kawasumi. Ken'ichi shivered at the sight. Death and pain was something he couldn't stand. If he could, he would like to live in a different tribe—Most likely Breeze Tribe.
Maybe he could also live in Flame Tribe! When all of this was over, Myeong-Jun is most likely to return. Without Myeong-Jun, Ken'ichi feels insecure and scared. She's almost like... his comfort. Though, she didn't realize it.
Ken'ichi just admired how brave and bold she could be. Where does she even get the courage to talk back to the queen? How does she?
Though Myeong-Jun probably thinks he's weird or something. She probably doesn't like him at all...
Snapping Ken'ichi out of his thoughts, Kawasumi continued, "What would you like to do with it, Your Majesty?" She asked; raising her head to look at the queen and the 'traitor.'
"Thank you, Kawasumi," Her Majesty slurred as she looked at the lump of the "traitor."
Her Highness then clapped. A wide smile was plastered on her face. The type a true psychopath would wear about.
She gingerly exclaimed, "Why, it's been a moment since we've had a bit a bloodshed, let us have another game!"
A couple cheers rang through the throne room. Her Majesty kept her toys as close to her as she could, during their working hours. She silenced them with a flick of her spike-covered wrist.
Then, she began to hum. A contemplative look cross over her. She made her thoughts very easy to read for what she had to say.
For Hidden, it seemed to always be easy for her to tell what another was thinking. Her "mind reading" — Although, it really wasn't mind reading — made up for her lack of hearing.
However, even if one wasn't Hidden, Her Majesty's thoughts easily broadcasted to all nearby.
She wanted more.
More blood.
More people.
More death.
"Why don't we throw in a couple more prisoners in?" She exclaimed brightly, but only shrugged.
Her eyes glazed over the small group. "In no time, I'm sure their spots will be filled."
~*~
The crowd roared and cheered in the stadium. Maybe the cheering was just a recording Her Majesty played. No one seemed to pleased for the bloodshed that was to come.
The seats filled rather quickly. All were pretty packed in. All of Droplet Tribe had to come to witness these bloodbaths. They were a warning: Do not anger Her Majesty.
The last bloodshed was not that long ago. Only a few months back, when Myeong-Jun came. That poor relative of Her Highness, slaughtered easily.
Another 'game' so soon wasn't bound to happen. Once Queen Edge got her fill, she usually waited about a couple more months to slaughter some more 'wrong-doers'. Something clearly upset her. Hopefully what upset her was not them.
Ken'ichi's eyes scanned the crowd for Myeong-Jun. Myeong-Jun was the first person to have comforted him in a way at one of these 'games.' Where was she?
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