"Prince Alan, please, calm your anger..." Corry pleaded with Alan, as he looked so afraid to watch on how he smashed everything that he could reach and literally destroyed his own bedroom out of anger.
Not only was he not able to get what he wanted and humiliate Ethan, in extent to insult Cane, but it was him who had been dishonored in front of so many people.
Not stopping at that, his father reproached him harshly for how stupid he handled the situation. If it was not for his mother, he would have been punished severely for not meeting his father’s expectations again.
And now almost all the people in the court with higher ranks looked at him as if he was a scourge in their eyes.
"How dare they look at me like that!" Alan smashed another statue, which shattered to the floor once it hit the wall. "I am the Crown Prince of this kingdom! How dare they look down on me?!"
"Please... calm your anger, Prince Alan. We will find a way to make the Alpha pay for all of this." Corry tried to assuage him, but the Crown Prince was too pissed to listen to him.
"Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!" This time, Alan attacked Corry, as his claws emerged and left four glaring wounds across Corry’s face, which made the old advisor crumple to the floor, crying in pain, as blood oozed out from his wounds.
With such wounds, he would heal within a few minutes, but of course, he would be in agony.
Two warriors approached him and tried to help him to stand up and lead him out of the room, or else, they were afraid the Crown Prince would be too driven by his impulse and maul this old man right there and then.
They were very familiar with his habits, after all this was not the first time for something like this to happen. The best thing was to let him do whatever he wanted.
"Where is that boy?! Where is he?!" He shouted at the door, from where the warriors took out Corry.
"Someone will bring him here, they must be on the way," one of the warriors replied politely to Alan, while the Crown Prince threw profanities at him, but he didn’t even flinch when Alan threw a fist sized box at him and let the wooden box hit his head.
Not long after that, someone came with a little boy in his tow. This poor little boy had his head covered in a sack to hide his face from other people. Both of his hands and legs were tied, as he sat down inside a small cage that didn’t allow him to do anything, but sit still silently.
Seeing this, Alan’s eyes lit up with malice. His anger shifted into something vicious once he saw this creature.
"Open the cage!" He ordered the warrior, as the other warriors closed the door of the bedroom, because they knew soon after this, the room would be filled with the sounds of that poor little boy’s cries.
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