Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 908

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 908 Poor Rufus

Rufus’ POV:

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

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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 sold*iers, 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.

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

at the head of the table with a cold face and listened to the report from my subordinate. There was an inkling of distaste on my visage as he

but no one knew them when I asked around among the

don’t know. They ran away together when they were chased by the robbers. I think they got

deep voice, a glower beginning to grow at the bridge of my brows. “Yes, sir.”

just by the mere sight of their condition did not dissipate the urge to

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 shouldn’t have messed around

I didn’t lift my gaze. “There’s something missing about your confession. It seems you haven’t told me anything about a

There were areas in the

the stink of urine filled the air. The robber was freaking out that he peed on his pants! Where had his guts of robbing a group of merchants gone now that he was faced with me? Only the weak

on my face grew deeper. My mood was completely spoiled. The robbers

with their necks hanging on the gallows or through a slow death on the garrote, I couldn’t care less. Their two insignificant

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