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A hard slap landed on Mr Greg's face causing blood to trickle down his chin. Ivan pushed him down on his kneels before the prince.

"You have the effrontery to still lie after this! Take him away and lock him up in the dungeons. You would get your rightful punishment, take all these with you as evidence."

"Yes your highness" and they moved him with the stolen items out of the house and yard, into the streets.

Frantically, Mrs Greg rushed and held Prince Owen's leg, begging him. "Prince Owennnnn... I beg of you, do not take my husband away from me, please" tears trickled down her face with each words uttered.

Prince Owen looked down at her with disgust and then back up at his men. They understood quite well what that gaze meant. Ian and Ivan bent down on cue and lifted her off the Prince.

"Move out" he didn't bother to spare the woman a glance as they all left the house.

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~Elven Forest~