Elijah's POV 3: Backstabber.

A warm, serene feel engulfs me as I bask in the rhythmic tapping sound of the heavy rain on my roof. I grip my steering wheel tight as I do a quick swirl and head towards the thing I despise most. Something that was once dear to me, something that had left a huge mark of betrayal and was now getting on my nerves more than ever. I press on Robert's name on the car's display screen and press the dial button. He answers within two rings.

"Yes, your highness." 

"How's things in the office?" 

"You don't need to worry, I will manage everything here." He replies. "What should I do with him?"

"Nothing. For now." I end the call.