"I have very little patience, Dargan, you should start speaking." Azreal said to him.
Dargan swallowed, "This is definitely fabricated, Your Majesty, you can not possibly believe the whore over me, you know that I would never do that."
Azreal chuckled, this moron must think him for a fool. "Let's assume it's all a fabrication, would you explain to me why you both share the same tattoo?"
His eyes narrowed, "I do not have a..."
"Dargan, do not do that." Azreal sneered angrily, the thunder in his voice made Dargan shut up immediately.
Dargan swallowed deep, there was no way he was getting out of this. That stupid woman sold him out, he knew he should have killed her when she failed to bring Elysia to him. Fuck! He was doing so well and getting on the good side of his master.