JASON'S P.O.V

Things were going exactly as planned, and I was feeling very contented. Soon I would take the throne away from him.

A knock on the door and I opened the door, with my gun in my hands in case I needed it. One of my men walked in, and I breathed out, going back to my seat. 

"Good morning sir." He greeted me, and I walked back to my seat, settling back to my work.

"He escaped, Your highness," he said. And I snapped my head up, and he shrunk back in fear.

"Sorry sir. But I'm sure he won't survive it as he was stabbed by a...