[EDISON’s Point-of-View]

I pulled the hands of the guard away from my arm and he immediately released me with his eyes trying to avoid my deadly stare at his face.

“Don’t touch me,” I snarled at him in a low, threatening voice and he lowered his head in fear.

“I apologize, your Highness, I am just following orders,” he whispered in a trembling voice and I just sighed as he put his hand again on my arm. I didn’t refuse this time, not wanting this poor guard to pee on his pants in fear of thinking I might tear him to pieces any time I wanted to.

“Where are you...