"Surround the building immediately!" Lucian barked and the men rounded up the house in seconds. A smile of achievement and pride shone all over his face at his accomplishment and he grinned wildly.
He sauntered forward and stood a few steps away from the veranda. "Come out now while I'm asking nicely and I just might reduce your torture." But there was no answer. Not even a pin drop.
Lucian smirked to himself. He had to admit, that was a pretty brilliant idea: to camouflage their surroundings. If a royal blood wasn't there to notice it, they would never have been be found yet still hiding in the very place they had marked off clean. How clever.
Lucian pulled out his twin daggers and leapt onto a tree branch sticking out sharply from the tree that overlooked one of the rooms of the building. Once there, he shot himself in the air, crashing through the window and shattering it to tiny shards.
