Richard

Author's Pov (Trigger warning: Torture, blood, dark, curse)

Anger on their face, fists tight with a clenched jaw they walked down the basement. The house was silent.

Two guards opened the cell's door and they all walked in.

There he was, the one who kidnapped the princess when she was born and the one who ruined The Russi's life for years. The one who is obsessed with Abramo's wife. Their old bodyguard, Richard.

Richard grins when he sees Abramo. Trying hard not to explode, Abramo takes a deep breath silently. Dragging a chair from the corner, Abramo sits in front of Richard and smirks, "How are you, Richard?"

He casually shrugs, "I am good as usual but I miss Irena though. It's been a long time I saw he-"

A punch comes on Richard's face making a craking sound. Satisfied with this, Abramo smiles darkly.

Richard takes a deep breath, "tsk tsk Abramo. Let me finish my sentence. I was saying that it's been a long time since I-"