"What is that ugly creature doing here?" Sir Ragnar asked, his voice filled with disgust. "Your Highness, may I ask what that is?"
"Sir Ragnar, the man right here is a person. He isn't a creature. And to answer your question, he's none other than the warlock who has signed the blood contract with Sir Alexander," said Photine.
"What happened to him? Why is he like that?" asked Sir Wulfric.
"I believe Sir Alexander clearly knows the answer to these questions," said Valdemir, directing his gaze to the wicked old man. "Would you like to speak?"
"If I may be bold to ask, Your Majesty, what's the use of bringing him here? Her Highness Photine said his tongue is cut off, meaning he can't talk. How do you think he'll be able to testify?"
"Are you about to say that we plan on speculating th
