An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

“You bastard! With all this evidence in front of you, what do you have to say for yourself?” Austin barked.

“Your Highness, please let me explain…” Huxley broke out in a cold sweat, his voice trembling with panic.

“This is a lie. Someone’s trying to frame me! I’ve always followed the law-how could I possibly be involved in something so vile?”

“The evidence is right in front of you, and you’re still trying to weasel out of it?” Austin shot back. “Looks like you won’t confess until death is knocking at your door.”

He raised his hand and ordered, “Guards, throw him into Grimhold Keep. Use whatever means necessary-let’s see how long he keeps up this act.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

A squad of enforcement team members rushed in and surrounded Huxley.

Cornered, Huxley finally lost his nerve. He dropped to his knees with a thud and begged, “Your Highness, I admit I made a grave mistake.”

His voice cracked as he continued, “I wasn’t thinking clearly at the time. Please, for the sake of my years of service to West Lucozia, show me some mercy! From now on, I will serve you with my full loyalty.”

He lowered his head in a deep bow as he finished.

Huxley had no idea where the evidence had come from, but one thing was certain-if Austin pursued this to the end, it could mean the annihilation of his entire family.

At that moment, pride and dignity meant nothing-only survival mattered. As long as he could keep his wealth and status, he would do anything-even become Austin’s lapdog.

earlier. Where’d

me. I see now I

in Austin’s hands now. All he could

were elite fighters-the best he’d ever encountered.

the castle, what then? He could run, but there’d be nowhere to hide.

your actions. You just know you’re about to die, don’t you?” Austin’s

anyone else to

law?”

had been drained out of him. Still,

deeds, but I’ve worked hard. Even if I’ve made mistakes, I don’t deserve to be executed. Please… have

killed, and looted without a second thought-and you call that a ‘mistake’? You’re

and ordered, “Drag him out and give him 50 lashes. If he’s still alive, bring him

“Yes, Your Highness.”

out. The rope sealed his cultivation, and he

lashed him with the punishment rod. He put all his strength

of torn flesh and blood. He blacked

back into

battered he couldn’t even beg for mercy. His head hung low,

a time. Answer truthfully, and I’ll grant you a quick death. Lie, and you’ll experience every

“Austin shouted condescendingly.