Chapter 37

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"Audiatur et altera"

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"Audiatur et altera"

Too many perfumes are in the air. I took a deep breath, and it's like I'm breathing the whole bottle.

That is foolish. No one would like women with too much perfume. I mean, it's horrible if you are smelling like a tree or a plant. Little subtle smell is nice, but this. No, just no.

I closed my eyes and run fingers through my hair.

My arm hurt, but I didn't flinch. I tried not to show that. I felt like my hands are on fire. Like I'm burning them, and still, I showed nothing.

I opened my eyes and touched a bridge of my nose. My head started to hurt. I need to find that little girl and to dance that second dance.

Where is she after all?

I looked up, trying to find her naked back or her bored, but at the same time interested, face. She didn't want too except that but she liked being here.

She wanted to see this.

Where is she?

She needs to dance with me and my father. After that she is free, but not now. Tradition needs to go on.

I searched room one more time, but I didn't see her.

Maybe she is in the toilet.

"Looking for someone?" I heard my father's voice, and I turned.

"Yes. That little brat." I said and looked at his face.

We had too much in common. I had his dark face, sharp jaw, same voice, but my eyes were different.

No one had this eyes. No one had power, too, and still, I was searching for my prisoner.

"Oh, she is somewhere in here," King said trying to sound uninterested, but he had worries.

The situation in the countries is bad. People are making rebellions.

I saw it on my eyes. People killed each other, guards, general someone just to be seen.

They wanted respect. I had to agree with them.

This city and these people, these Rich Ones had too much money.

They wanted to be near us, but I wanted them all dead. I wanted every head next to my feet just to show them they can't affect us. That they can't control me.

No one can control me.

Carefully there, young man. Power will get insulted.

My voice, which I always imagined like an old person said that.

I rolled my eyes and took a deep breath.

"We need to make a meeting. To solve that issues." I said looking at him.

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