Elric kicked the door down and walked into the empty room. His wife's scent lingered around the empty space accompanied with another, one that made his blood boil. He walked to the bed and yanked the sheets out giving them a light sniff before tossing them to the ground angrily.
"She was here.." the silver haired man growled, "and he was with her." Elric turned to face the inn keeper who was badly bruised and was being held captive by one of his soldiers. "Where is she? The beautiful redheaded woman who spent a night in this room, where did she go?!"
The inn keeper whimpered in fear, the aura the man in front of him was radiating was enough to lodge his heart into his throat. "I don't know where she went, they didn't say anything-"
The king flashed his razor sharp claws and brought them the the man's neck, "I won't ask you a second time.. because you'll be dead."