There was nothing more annoying than to have victory, only to watch it slip away when it was within your reach. Joaquin was confident Ismael and his annoying people would crumble down tonight. But alas, when he returned to the inner palace after his visit from the Vida residence, the knights who were supposed to bring Ismael back to the inner palace hadn't arrived yet.
"Your Highness. We had seized the gambling house and the eighth prince is now in our custody," reported Roman, the seventh prince and also Joaquin's soldier as the latter jumped out of his steed.
"What about the third prince?" Joaquin asked, handing the reins of his steed to another knight to guide it back to the stables. His inquiry instantly brought confusion to the scarred face of the seventh prince.
"Wasn't he with you?"
