Rufus' POV:

It was good to know that the doctor was already waiting at my palace upon our return.

The girl hit her head hard. She earned a moderate concussion coupled with a high fever, so she had to be put under constant observation until her condition stabilized. It was also noted that a thorough check- up would be carried out once the child came to.

The report in my hand spawned an inexplicable irritation, resuscitating from the grave an impulse to destroy something immediately. I now regretted that I hadn't done enough; I shouldn't have been too lenient on the robbers and should have given them at least a broken rib or two. Perhaps, it would even be ideal to cripple them.

At this time, the soldiers, who were sent to scour the forest, came back and brought back the survivors of the accident. However, to my grave disappointment, there were not many of them.

One could make out how brutal the robbers were just by looking at the number of survivors, and here I was, more dismal than ever about how sparing I had been on punishing them.

"Twelve passengers died during the robbery. Only six survived, but they were all seriously injured. These people were all headed for the border pack for business and to transport gemstones. Perhaps someone in the group was too high-profile and booked the whole hotel, attracting the robbers' easily-tempted eyes and always perked ears. That was most probably what got them into trouble."

the

"a little boy was said to be with her. Apparently, they're siblings, but no one knew them when I asked around among the survivors. I assume they

I asked, devoid of

entire forest, but there was no sign of the boy's body." "Bring the two robbers here," I ordered in a deep

bowed

pain they were feeling that I could perceive just by the mere sight of their condition dic not

that they were walking on eggshells in my presence, all their mouths could utter were pleas for mercy while telling me everything that had happened today. Had they realized sooner how desperate they were to live, they

something missing about your confession. It seems you haven't told me anything about a little boy, yet. Or is it that you don't want to

right. He was so nimble and quick-witted that he chose the small pathways. There were areas in the forest that only children could pass through, so we gave up chasing him," one of the robbers answered in a

his guts of robbing a

my face grew deeper. My mood was completely spoiled. The robbers cried more desperately upon noticing how unamused

die with their necks hanging on the gallows or through a slow death on the garrote, I couldn't care less. Their two insignificant lives would not even be enough to resurrect

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