"What?" Warrick glared in his father's eyes and didn't blink for another two minutes. I slowly got up from the bed and stuck myself in the corner of the room, fearing for the wicked plans that were running through their heads.
"Don't act surprised, we can't risk a prince for a slave, but we can risk a s--," Madame Noella was announcing it proudly, her confidence told me that she has successfully grabbed the papers, I have no evidence left to babble against her.
"No!" Warrick yelled, stepping back and standing in front of me, "I killed a man for her, do you really think I will happily risk her life for mine?" he spoke in a whisper, leaving his parents in an utter shock, "over my dead body Father!" he warned and this time, he raised his voice. Lord George's eyes jumped out in terror. They
