Chapter 22 {Rage/ Story Behind The Anger}

• As soon as Lady Tina and her damsels left, a man in all black with a mask moved discreetly towards Prince Alfred, who was sound asleep. He blew a speck of dust from his black pouch directly at the prince's face and then retreated into the shadows.
• Prince Alfred jerked awake, his eyes opening with confusion before settling into a deadly scowl as he remembered the severe beating he had received from Lex. "Why didn't you intervene?" he barked, not needing to look to know that Phyton, his shadow warrior, was in the room with him.
• Phyton moved back slowly, a glint in his eyes. "Your grace, you know fully well that I can't intervene," he stated calmly.