"Henry, do you want to die?" Vritra's words froze everyone. They stared at him in shock. He was talking to the king of the kingdom — they couldn't understand how he suddenly became so fearless.
On the other hand, Henry was the most shocked as he stared blankly at Vritra. Hearing such disrespectful and threatening words from a random boy, he should have gotten angry, he should have given him a death sentence instantly — it was blatant blasphemy.
But for some unknown reason, a fear rose from deep within the king; he felt that the boy in front of him might really deliver his threat. He stood there with his fists clenched and his heart beating wildly.
"I- It's all our fault. I am sorry for showing you such poor hospitality. I will make sure nothing of this sort happens with our important guests. I am sorry. This won't happen again, so please just spare my son." After a few seconds' pause, Henry finally spoke, and his words shook everyone even more.
