PYRO'S POV

"Thirty slashes." King Oswald ordered.

"Oh, no! No way!" Zephyrus stomped his feet on the ground.

"Forty slashes." Our father's echoed in my ears. That was hurtful, I was sure of that.

Oh!" They all groaned in annoyance.

"Fifty slashes." King Oswald turned his back at us while shaking his head. We closed our mouths. That was flesh ripping.

"Nice one, Zephyrus." Hali looked at him badly. "Finally, we will have fifty sla—"

"Excluding Raiden." Father said. "For now, sleep. When the sun completely rises, you will be in the courtroom." He looked at us, one by one. "Going to a nightclub, really?" His corner lip went up....