Chapter16 of chapter 7 You dare me 2

Narrator Pov.....

The Duke stood up from his platform throne, walk to the stool where the wood are departed, he looked at the pieces of the broken wood that laid on the ground

He raised his hand, and Mr Henry who was over joy with the Duke praises, respectfully give it to him not knowing what ill omen had knocked his door after speaking against his woman..

"Milord, do you want to chop a wood too?" Mr Henry asked curiously, 

"No, not at all" he takes a closer look at the axe on his hands, runs his fingers crossed the axe mouth, he sighed, " it sharp enough" 

Then a mischievous smile curled up on his lips, which his eyes turned a little darkened. 

"Mr Henry" called the Duke and the man was quick to attention. 

"Yes Milord" he answered ready to rewarded.

" Who would you like to be pushed out of this room?" He asked, whlie playing his fingers on the axe mouth, not looking at the man.

Mr Henry who of course, know who he wants to be kicked out of the room was no body but the black woman dress in expensive clothes which she thinks, she's one of them.. 

"Milord, since you have asked, and I want to be honest with you, I would like the black woman to leave" 

" Really? A black woman?" Arthur turn to look at the man with devilish eyes, who wasn't aware the Duke deadly gaze, and nodded. 

"Oh, you want her to be kick out?" 

"Yes Milord" 

" Hm, since I'm the one who asked you for opinion, I would be nice to grant your word but you have to do the final request"

" Final request, there is another requests?" The man curiously asked, he wasn't aware the Duke would make another request but anything he wants to ask him of, he would do it without a thought. Since it involved the black girl kicked out of the mansion, he was born ready for it... The room was lit up with joy that the Duke wants to reward one of them for the first time....

"What do you want me to do milord, I would do it without hesitation" he assured.

Such a good royal cat, he just loves it, the way the fool is acting right now.

"Place one side of your face on the surface of the truck" 

Milord?" Mr Henry was surprised with the Duke  request. The mood in the room suddenly turned silent, people in the room, eyes stared quietly at the Duke and the man.

The Duke sighed, his eyes moved from the axe to the man, who stands confused looking at the Duke..

"I don't like to be kept waiting"  the slimes on his face fall. Mr Henry with no more thoughts, kneel down and place his head on the tuck..

The Duke who was fully satisfied with the way the man obedience.

He raised the axe up above his head and release it down. Within some seconds, a head was rolling down the hall lifelessly

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The room was immediate muted, like a dryer desert. With no single soul. Everyone in the room was shocked and stunned. What just happened? Their words refused to come out their mouth. Stuck in their imagination. With fear and anxiety.. 

What the Duke just did surprised every one.  no one wants to be the next victim and close their mouth..

The air in the room become hard to breath in. The playful atmosphere in the court which was there earlier was gone... 

The head of the death man rolled down on the ground, blood spurting everywhere  leaving everyone Stunned and shocked. Did the Duke just killed one of his court members because of a black woman! Even Lady Emily was lost! She had never thought nothing like that would have happened. If the Duke can kill because of this black woman that means he can do more than this! 

Lady Pearl, never seen surprise, in fact she had see the Duke done deadly things more than this. The death of Mr Henry was even pleasure in a good way, not like the ones he had brutally killed in the past... She smiled enjoyably, that what's he bought for abusing the Duke woman. 

Isabella on her seat, couldn't feel herself anymore, the scenes she just saw killed her inside. She had known the Duke was heartless and cruel but never had she consider he would do this type of thing even in the public! 

Then, her memories of her dream flash back to her, who the hell is the Duke! 

Blood was sprayed on his clothes and face. He threw the axe which clattered on the ground, before walking back to  his throne chair and turned to look at the people in the room...

"Speak to her using such a tone once more, and you will receive the same fate. Isabella, would not be touched nor spoken to. And she would not be address as just Isabella but milady! Anyone who failed to do so, will have to pay by his life! She will be treated  more than a royal because she's the next duchess!" The Duke warned to have everyone bow at  him right away...

No one had a choice but to abide with the Duke instructions. The word his duchess send Lady Emily out of her lost thought, she couldn't believe her ears! The black slut was going to be the future duchess of this mansion? That ridiculous, the Duke can't do that. A black life isn't valued in the society, right? She becomes more confused and pale, turned to the side of Isabella who was looking at the Duke in lost... She must be happy that the Duke give her such a position.. dirty slut! She clenched a fist on her skirt, grinding on her teeth..

Marcus, who have enjoyed the show that was just display by the Duke. Simply clapped his hands, and the men dragged the shaking death body and the rolling head out of the room.. 

That was a wonderful entertainment for all.. this would set a lesson go those that wants to dare him .. Marcus return to his seat, seated deliberately like nothing happened..

Also with the Duke, who look at the woman besides him before scooped back to his meal. Lady Pearl with satisfaction, bowed and said. 

"Your order will be carried out" 

Lady Emily turn to her in disguise, she such annoying asshole that always follow the Duke in all he does.. she bet lady Pearl must have known about the Duke true identity too.

Everyone in the table continue their meal like nothing never happened in the first place.

Isabella was shaking and shrivering while others are acting normal. How could them be this peaceful after someone was killed in their presence like a chopping wood.

She turned her horror face and stared at the man beside her, is he really this evil and wicked! That a dead man life never matter to him? And no one even have the guts to question him. Not even Marcus or lady Pearl, beside, them even stood by him on this.

Isabella felt a cold sweat on her forehead, as her whole body was cupped up in fear...