That was one of the things King Arthur would never try to do in his life, and pointing a gun at his head didn't change that fact.
He spat, his eyes turning dark as he gave a look of total disapproval.
Harper expected as much, as she scoffed and nodded.
She gave him a sharp look and began. "Well, I know you would rather end your life than end Royalty Rule in Nortasia. But guess what, I'm not really after your life, my king."
Harper smiled as she turned away. In a moment, she turned back to him...
"Well, the thing is... it's your son's life that I'm going for," Harper said.
King Arthur's eyes widened at once. "Huh... Uh... No, please... He's my son. The heir to the throne of Nortasia. You can't kill him, please."
For the very first time, King Arthur appeared more scared than ever. At that point, he couldn't even help but shed tears as he begged for his son's life.
He knew that killing his son would mean that there was no future for the family...
He didn't want that.
