‘See, what have you done, dear Empress. You took your cousin’s life in your foolishness. Poor Rustom, died fighting for you! He was a brave warrior who wrestled till his last breath, that,’ The Hoodie-man paused, checking his extraneously long nails.
‘I must admit. Out of admiration, I had to give him an easy death. Tsk! Tsk! Pathetic. Awful. Unacceptable. How would the realm react when they’ll come to know about their Empress’s selfishness and cowardice? Duh? My Lord thought you to be a powerful enemy for he has spent ages waiting for you. A scam on the name of incarnation. He is very disappointed at such an easy win. We predicted quiet a game.’ The hooded figure spoke chuckling as he floated over the dead body and stopped at a hand’s distance from her.
His voice was scary. It did
