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CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

Khol

When someone came to unlock my dungeon prison this time, I knew what time it was. I remained slumped over in the chair.

“Don’t bother. I’m not going to the supper. Sanjit can go ride a beast’s cock for all I care.”

“Khol?”

I lifted my head, surprised at the sound of Thanu’s voice.

“Thanu!” I jerked against the chains. “I told you it wasn’t necessary.”

“Khol, yes, I know. That was before. Sanjit has captured Visla.”

I nearly choked on my own breath. I had so many questions for Thanu like why the hell was Visla even in Dretis.

“What…?” I shook my head. “Never mind.”

Some of my hordesmen rushed into the dungeon, bloodied and smelling like carnage. They must’ve massacred the guards outside to get in here. They sawed through my chains and set me free.

“Why didn’t you command us to come free you, my King? We were waiting your orders. Why put us through the misery?” Thugor demanded.

“Thugor, I will explain later.”

Thugor nodded and dropped a battle ax in my hand. As we hacked our way through the remaining of Sanjit’s men, my rage intensified. I hadn’t been free in days, maybe weeks. I had suppressed my anxiousness along with my blood lust, but now I was a mad hordesmen ready to slay anyone who stood between me and Visla. I didn’t care about the crown. All I needed was Visla in my arms.

We raided the mansion, leaving the innocents a live and striking down everyone who stood with Sanjit. While my hordesmen were slaying cowards just outside the dining hall, I pushed ahead into the dining hall.

Sanjit was not at all shocked to see me. Everyone must’ve heard the fighting. They had all parted to two sides of the room. Sanjit, of course, was standing in the center of it all. She had Visla’s hair wrapped around her wrist and a dagger at her throat.

“Release her. Take me,” I commanded.

“I gave you that choice already, dear Khol. Now I believe that option is off the table.”

Sanjit walked back further when my hordesmen gathered behind me. The dining hall was now silent. Everyone was watching.

“Tell you horde to kneel to me and you can have your slave. You lie when you say you don’t command them. They will listen to you. Look at them,” Visla exclaimed.

“Don’t do it, Khol!” Visla shouted. “This bitch is not worthy of your horde.”

Sanjit retaliated, digging the blade deeper into Visla’s flesh.

I dropped my bloody ax and help up my hand. “Let her go. She is innocent. You want to be queen of Dretis. You can be queen of Dretis. Surely, you can earn the respect of my horde. You cannot ask it. You must earn it.”

“You would leave Dretis to me,” Sanjit spoke slowly.

I nodded. I bit my lip and felt sick as all the blood left Visla’s face. She thought I was giving up and abandoning her. I wasn’t…

Sanjit still hesitated to remove the knife from Visla’s throat. Instead, she lifted it and licked the little bit of blood that had smeared on the blade from where she had pierced just the surface of Visla’s throat.

“You lie!” Sanjit hissed. “This human wench is with child. I can smell. I can taste it. She carries your seed.”

Panic and alarm flooded my veins and I acted quickly. However, Larj blocked my path and lifted his ax against me. The wannabe hordesman never had a chance. I body-slammed Larj on his back and buried his an ax into his heart.

“That! Was unnecessary,” Sanjit screamed.

“No more blood has to be spilled princess,” I said, wiping Larj’s blood from my face.