"Where is he?" Sylas pressed. What did he mean by safe? The man had taken his knight by force. His pulse quickened with anxiety, and anger simmered beneath the surface. He had every reason to demand answers. Alvaro's disappearance wasn't to be taken lightly, especially under such suspicious circumstances.
Vlad chuckled at how the two watched each other. It seemed he had misjudged the prince. Rather than answering Sylas's question, he focused on Kai's fright.
He tilted his head. "You're taking good care of that slave. But you shouldn't steal other people's slaves, Your Highness."
Sylas narrowed his eyes. Was the man serious? He was the one who had stolen and forced Kai, and exploited him. And now he was accusing him of stealing Kai? His audacity was truly remarkable.
"Legally, he is mine, Lord Vlad, if I may call you that," Sylas replied.
Vlad smiled. It turned out Sylas was smart enough to know who he was.
"Is it common for the royal family to claim others' property?"
