Lucian didn't sleep well. His demon was restless, hungry and angry.
"Bring me Lincoln!" He told Lydia who was serving him breakfast.
She nodded and left. Shortly after Lincoln came in. "Your Highness."
"Did you find the seal?"
"No."
Lucian tried to keep his calm but his nails were already elongating and his body itched for blood. "Bring them to me.!"
Lincoln and Anum came back with Pierres soldiers. They got pushed down on their knees in front of him. Lucian stared down at them with arms crossed behind his back.
"So...you don't know where the seal is?" He asked.
They shook their heads.
"Then I have no use of you." Lucian said and slit their throats with his claws. Their bodies fell to the ground with a thud. Lucian grabbed the table clothes to wipe his hands off while the soldiers slowly bled to death.
"That was unnecessary You Highness. You stained the carpet." Lincoln said with a frown.