"If only you knew what I did brother,you will be spiting out blood by now.."
With pleading eyes, prince Oha begged Guile not to speak up...
"My king,I don't think you have a brother...who you call brother is nothing but a dubious traitor.."
It's as if Guile's words are nothing but a log of fresh wood being forced into the king's ears...
"I don't seem to understand the word you said Guile, please reiterate.."
Pointing at the Queen,"who do you think did the decor plastered on the Queen's face if not this traitor.."
"He's the architect of all that befell her majesty's convoy today.."
Even after Guile did explain,the king was still at a loss....how can he believe so easily when knowing prince Oha had never stroke him to be a traitor...
Seeing the unconviced look worn by the king, Guile,to prove his point snapped his hands and in an instant,the sound of thunder erupted in the atmosphere...