A document was thrown at my forehead with a loud smack, instantly causing it to bleed. "Dare not? What is it that you dare not do? You've killed over eighteen members of the Garcia family and framed your own wife. If you could do that to them today, wouldn't you come for me tomorrow?"
I bowed low, pleading for forgiveness. This was all the fault of my father-in-law. I needed to avenge my family. The king chuckled as he toyed with his ring. "Christopher, you've lived a miserable life, like a dog. You've killed without even knowing who your real enemies are. , this has been the most fun game I've ever played."
I replayed his words in my mind over and over, but I couldn't understand his true meaning. Kneeling there, my face pale, I was filled with dread. "I don't understand the king's meaning. Please, explain."
With my forehead pressed against the marble floor, the pain from my wound brought me back to reality. "On the day of the succession struggle, the Garcia family didn't back me. It was your father who took the blame to protect the Garcia family, and by doing so, he protected you as well."