(Author's POV)
"You may rise," the rough male voice echoed inside the dull lit room.
Yona did as she was commanded. Rising up, she met his sharp, icy gaze and flinched instinctively. Her eyes flickered, lowering on its own.
With a brief pause, he said, "You have thoroughly disappointed me, Yona."
Pinching her chin, he raised her head to meet his eyes. Yona was holding her breath but she knew better then anyone else that she could show no sign of fear in front of this ruthless man, who calls himself the Rogue King. He was a savage beast.
In the outside world, no one knew exactly who this 'Rogue King' actually was. He was known to be cunning and ruthless, even to his subordinates. He showed no mercy to anybody who disappointed him. But he was moody and unpredictable as hell.
He continued, "Won't you even ask, why am I disappointed?" he arched an eyebrow and questioned.
