The crown prince chancery…
"Your Highness…" Hernan called as soon as he closed the door, watching Joaquin pace back and forth while running his hands through his hair. "The third —"
"Find out what he knows." Hernan abruptly stopped when Joaquin set his pair of menacing eyes on him. "Squeeze out every information you can from him. I don't care if you sever a finger or all of them. Break his bones and cripple him, if you must."
"But Your Highness, if we do that, it will put you in a bad light."
"Fuck!" Hernan flinched when the crown prince roared, pacing away only to kick the stand nearby. "That damn nuisance!"
