
News of Nazyela's disappearance finally reached Jongya's ears. The young man's feelings raged, in his heart full of question marks whether it was the act of his mother's queen. The anger he now felt peaked. Disappointed by the last trust he gave his mother became regret for him.
He then went to the queen who was enjoying a cup of black coffee.
Without bowing his head he looked at the queen with a face full of disappointment and anger. His eyes were sharp with hatred.
"Is this mom? Didn't we agree you wouldn't touch her if I was willing to marry the woman you chose?"
"Draw it!! Is that how you faced me?!"
The queen stared intently at Jongya without giving a single go.
"Mother knows best why I am like this? Please mother, this is my first and last request.I will not ask for anything else other than this. Please stop! And give the girl back to her family"
"CROPPER..!!"
The glass in the queen's hand was thrown into Jongya's body.
The queen was very angry to hear the words of her son.
"You're accusing me??!!"
Jongya's attitude immediately changed when he heard the words of his mother. The young man also recognized the character of the mother. The Queen never brought up what she had made before her son. Even his cunning plunged the previous queen into prison.
What does it mean it wasn't the mother??
Then who?
"Do you know that girl well? Are you sure he doesn't have many enemies?!!"
The queen's neckline is clearly visible when she says it half-screaming.
What don't-don't...
No!! Nazyela is really in danger now. If it was mother probably would have just tortured the girl. But if it's true what I was expecting Nazyela could be killed by the Dragon
Jongya bowed weakly. His heart is further muddled when the strongest guess behind Nazyela's disappearance is Dragon.
The queen who saw her son no longer looked at her hatred like before and turned her back to the young man.
"Come out before I change my mind. And remember your promise to me!!"
Jongha looked at the mother's back. Then with a feeling of emptiness the young man left the room.
The young man tried to calm himself. He's trying to figure out how to save Nazyela.
" sir. Adson's? "
" Yes, your majesty, is there anything that is needed?"
The old man who always faithfully accompanied Jongya asked the young man for needs. The man was sad to see Jongya.
"Sir. Can you find Nazyela without my knowledge? I feel guilty if the girl's not okay"
Nazyela's disappearance is known in a small hotel as a snowstorm falls.
Jongya remembers the last time he met the girl in a small hotel. The young man was sure the hotel told him was where they met back then.
Sir. Adson knew that the girl in question was a woman close to the prince who was opposed by the queen. Sir. Adson also knows their story in the secret session of the guard knights who always accompanied the prince who was his own son.
"Okay, your majesty, I will try"
*****
The situation was no longer safe for Dion who was none other than the one who kidnapped Nazyela. Even Shaden's nobility is also looking for him, perhaps wanting to know if the girl he has killed.
Not many knew the face of the Dragon Guild's chairman. Dion's figure is always hidden. Only a few of his men know his face, along with Mr. Shaden and his son Roana.
The image of Nazyela's face is plastered almost all over the country. Dion covered the tracks of the girl by changing her appearance. Nazyela's hair in gunduli. His face and skin are no longer well-groomed. Swollen eyes due to frequent crying. Nazyela is like a village girl who lives like a poor man. Skinny body is getting smaller. Next to his feet was shackled with a very long chain. He could walk around his room with his legs chained. All Dion's sharp objects were removed so that Nazyela could not escape. That girl is like a pet. Every night he would cry asking that Dion would let go.
From a distance there was a clattering of horse legs approaching the rundown house.
Dion looks panicked.
"Someone will come here. And remember you have to say that you are my wife who is suffering from pain! If you dare to act I'll stab you and the bodyguards will just bring your body back"
"I think it'll be better"
Nazyela said with resignation.
She once tried to escape but she was almost raped by Dion if she had not been on the moon.
"Don't you mess with me?! Remember that!!"
Sure enough Dion had finished talking and opened Nazyela's chain of legs, someone knocked on the door of the house.
"Is there anyone inside?"
Dion stepped foot to open the house's fragile door.
He saw 4 guards standing in front of the doorway.
"Sorry sir, we're conducting an inspection. Is there anyone other than the master who lives in this house?"
"There's my wife. He was lying weak from illness"
Answer Dion casually.
"May I check for a second?"
Dion opened the door of the house.
The guards came in to see the situation around the house.
True only looks weak helpless skinny woman lying on that shabby bed.
The bodyguard examined a piece of paper and confirmed the face of the woman being sought with the weakly lying woman.
The man shook his head hinting that their faces were not the same.
"Sorry we've interrupted sir's time"
The guards were about to leave but were restrained for a moment when Nazyela who was pretending to be asleep said.
"Granates.granates..."
"Looks like my wife's delirious.."
Dion said that the bodyguard would not be suspicious.
" Okay, then, excuse me"
The guards left the slum house.
In Nazyela's disappointed heart, she cried again when the guards did not recognize her. He was very sorry when he had never come to the Kley knight camp just to show his face.
The hope of being released from hell is dashed.
His frail body grew weaker and more helpless.
"Hiks.hiks...hiks...please kill me..."
Nazyela felt powerless again and pleaded.
The girl recalled the times when she had just opened her eyes to move into this world. Happy times for him because he felt what he had dreamed all this time only imagined after reading a novel.
He remembered his life in the previous world. The world is far from the word luxury but never experienced the tragedy of life as sad as it is today.
Dion just stared at the girl.
*****
"We're taking a break"
The guards sat under a large, shady tree. Their horses were moored not far from Mareka.
Each sipped a bottle of drink to quench their thirst.
Grenade... Where did I hear that word?
It doesn't feel foreign, but what?
One of the guards looked dreamy.
Others are trying to break their bodies.
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