Page 234 of The War God’s Favorite

Shareen shook her head. The official news had been validated by the Palace so this couldn’t be Vrehan lying. However, she didn’t believe for one second that Cassandra had anything to do with his murder. She turned to Phetra with rage and determination in her eyes.

“Where is that damn little rat now?”

“He left yesterday. His annoying soldiers searched the entire City to find Cassandra, but they couldn’t. Apparently, his original plan was to lock down my City and use me as a hostage, but when he found out I had already sent a letter to have you come back before he had managed to kill all my couriers, he panicked and left like the coward he is.”

“I see he left some trash behind,” growled Shareen.

Phetra was absolutely frozen, and terrified.

“Oh, the little bitch is supposed to be watching the hostage.” Kareen jested before rolling her eyes. “Needless to say, it has been incredibly boring.”

“Your brother is the most horrendous scum to have ever lived,” Shareen sneered, slowly walking towards Phetra. “Not only does that fucker dare to barge in here, to try and harm my brother’s Concubine while he’s gone, but then you have the fucking audacity to use my mother as a hostage?”

“Don’t touch me!” screeched Phetra, retreating in utter fear.

Even the men who were supposed to guard her stepped back in cowardice as Shareen came closer. No one wanted to be next to have their facial bones violently smashed by the furious Princess’s knee. Phetra was left alone to face her, and she couldn’t even hide her fear.

“Y... You can’t touch me! The Emperor ordered you not to kill me!”

“If I remember it correctly, Father’s exact words were, ‘not while we’re eating’, and ‘not in the middle of the Imperial Chamber’. Too bad for you, this is neither of those times or places,” hissed Shareen, slowly raising her sword.

“Stop! Stop! You can’t kill me! I...I know Vrehan’s secrets! I’ll tell you everything!”

Shareen hesitated, tilting her head. The truth was, she had been dying to get rid of this vermin for a while, and even Kairen’s cruel punishment of her hadn’t been nearly enough in her eyes. It was almost too infuriating to see Phetra already walking again so soon. However, this wasn’t a normal situation.

“Mother, what do you say?”

“I say I want my family back!” yelled the Imperial Concubine, exasperated. “This damn duo of siblings got rid of all of my soldiers and chased Cassandra away while locking me in here. If Cassandra, her sister, and my grandson aren’t all alive, unharmed, and well when we find them, I swear I’m going to peel every layer of that bitch’s skin off and break every single one of her bones myself!”

“Oh, good idea, Mother. We can get started on that right now,” said Shareen with a sadistic smile. “You! Break one of her legs.”

The soldier she had pointed her sword at became livid. Phetra was his Master’s Sister, and when the Second Prince had gone, he told them to protect her or at least make sure she didn’t end up dead. The poor man hesitated for too long - Shareen got rid of him with one swift movement of her sword, making Phetra scream in horror. She then turned to another soldier pleadingly.

“I can do this all day,” she said with a terrifying smile.

“Why are you doing this?” yelled Phetra. “Just do it yourself, you monster!”

Shareen turned to her.

“Oh, I would gladly do that, Phetra, but each one of those men had the fucking balls to hold my mother here and kill her militia. So, now they are either going to learn to obey who rightfully rules this place, or die like Vrehan’s damned dogs.”

Behind her, Kareen smiled, obviously proud of her daughter. Though she wasn’t a fighter, Kareen praised herself for raising her two children well. Phetra looked at the soldiers, realizing what Shareen was doing. This was simple and cruel torture. Vrehan had left those men behind to protect her, not for them to maim her!

“Mother?” asked Shareen after a short silence.

“Yes, Daughter of mine?”

“How tall is the highest tower in the Diamond Palace?”

“About... seven or eight floors, I think.”

“Well, you see Phetra, we do have an option in case all of Vrehan’s men remain stupidly obedient to your scum Brother. I mean, it’s only a few more floors than before, you might die for real this time, or maybe not.”

Phetra was panicked and so scared that she was on the verge of passing out.

“B... Break it!” she screamed at the closest soldier. “Do it! P...Please, hurry!”

Shareen almost let a satisfied smile out watching it. She knew Vrehan had actually done nothing but abandon his sister to her own fate, but she also really didn’t care. Phetra had harmed Cassandra, killed Dahlia, and imprisoned their mother here. Shareen was too enraged to let this go.

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