Marquis Lancelot was pinned down by his butler. His eyes widened in disbelief. The man he had trusted so completely was a spy Cyrabelle had planted at his side!
Green was surprised too. He studied the mustached butler, unsure whether the claim was true. The butler had not been on the list of spies Cyrabelle had given him before she left.
But with Aliotega there, Green was not worried about any tricks. He lifted his chin, signaling the Lich Knight to take Marquis Lancelot from the butler and drag him before Green.
Only then did Marquis Lancelot come to his senses. He knew the game was up, though, and did not start cursing. He simply slumped to the floor with his head bowed.
The mustached butler approached Green, rubbing his hands together and bowing obsequiously. "Lord Slater, you arrived just in time." He pointed at Marquis Lancelot. "This traitor to the Kingdom colluded with the Rebels and betrayed the Kingdom. The evidence is conclusive."
Green glanced at him without responding. Whether Marquis Lancelot had committed treason did not concern him. What mattered was handling the aftermath.
Green had not intended to destroy Marquis Lancelot outright. He had sent men here chiefly to make an example of him and keep the others in the city in line.
Instead, he had stirred up a hornet's nest, trapping Delstad and the hidden Revolutionary Army's Assassination Unit here. Even if Green wanted to look the other way now, he could not.
Green looked at Marquis Lancelot, who seemed resigned to whatever came. "Anything to say for yourself?"
Marquis Lancelot raised his head. His initial shock and fear had passed, and he spoke calmly. "I demand to see Grand Duke Mora. I demand to see His Majesty the King. I'm a Marquis, a pillar of