Taming the King of Wrath: The Seven Sins Series 1

"Wake up, you fool," One more tap and she finally opened her eyes.

She was lost in dream world.

Dreams that contained nothing and no one but Tryphon Menzoss.

The crowm prince of Aestheria.

Since the previous day when she took breakfast to princess Myrine, she had done nothing but think about him.

Prince Tryphon.

His eyes.

His eyes didn't have a specific color. It was dark, that was for sure. But then, there was a hint black, and the tinist hint of red in them.

She might be delusional but she could have sworn he was staring at her as if he was going to talk to her.

Butterflies took off in het stomach at the thought.

"We have dishes to wash!" The person waking her up was none other than her fellow scullery maid, Sara.

After she'd return from the Crown prince's chamber, she met with them and they all spoke about how only a few people have gone in there. Mostly personal maids.

They squealed about how lucky she was to go in and each spoke about how handsome the prince's were.

From there, all the other girls wanted to be friends with her.

All except Lily and her clique of mean girls of course.

"Come on Iris!" Sara was literally yelling now.

"Alright, let's go,"

She stood up and they went to the kitchen where the dishes from today's breakfast welcomed them.

"I didn't know I slept this much," Iris whispered in honesty.

Breakfasts had already been served and the plates were brought back. That was a lot of sleep.

"Well, you are lucky Madame Martha hasn't come in yet," jana, Another scullery maid said.

Iris smiled, joining the girls. On the bright side, she wasn't the only one who fears that woman to hell. And definitely not the only person who she has a problem with.

She joined them and started washing the dishes. They haven't even gone halfway when madame Martha barged in. Her frown as deep as ever.

"The servants that served breakfast in Prince Tryphon's chamber, come forward." She announced.

Six different ladies, including Isabelle marched forward.

"And the ones who cleaned?" There was nothing pleasant in Martha's voice.

Five more girls came fort.

"Come with me," she said and they left witho a second.

"What was that about?" Sara frowned.

"I don't know. Bug it sure as hell doesn't look good." Jana said.

Iris only stared as the whole kitchen turned into a gossip hall. Every girl trying to give whatever clue they had.

"I was cleaning the lobbies and heard that the Crown prince wants to see them all. Someone stole something."

The hall was filled with gasps from different angles.

"Who would steal from The King of Wrath's Chambers?" Sara scoffed. "That is suicide."

The king of Wrath.

that is a nickname for Pronce Tryphon.Named due to his ruthless executions and punishments.

He was scarier than the king, hence, he was more of an enforcer while his father ruled.

But now, he was going to be King.

Their King.

They kept washing theor dishes until the door flew open again and Martha stormed in with a derper frown and anger eluding from her.

"You!" shw paced towards Iris and pulled her up.

"They said you were in the chambers yesterday," Her nostrils flared in anger.

"I was yhere only to drop something for thr princess," Iris explained.

Martha shook her head in complete anger.

"I knew you were trouble!" She frowned then pulled her out of the kitchen.

The long lobbies and the high never enfing stairs. they went past all vefire finally making it to the chamber.

The room that Martha led her to was filled up with not only maids, bug guards too.

they were arranged in a straight line, facing a silver made chair where Tryphon, in all his glory sat.

She could feel his eyes on her the moment she stepped in, but decided to look anywhere but there.

Joining the queued up servants, she looked down at her feet. Just like the rest of them.

"You can leave us now," His voice was as firm as ever.

Martha bowed before leaving the room.

"Now that we are all complete," he said, his eyes traveling from one swrvant to another.

None had the audacity to look up at him.

Except for Iris who occasionally raised her head.

Her occasional glances made her eyes catch a familiar red hair.

Matteo.

He was here too?

She wanted to sprint towards him and say hello since they haven't met since he brought her.

But she couldn't now.

After. After this meeting, she'll talk to him.

"I will speak only once. And I'll give the criminal two minutes to confess."

Iris's heart skipped a beat at the mention of criminal.

Who in their right senses will offend the "King of wrath?"

"Who took, the Crystal from my chamber?"

one second,

two seconds,

three seconds,

four seconds,

five seconds, passed.

One minute passed.

And there was complete silence. The only spund in the air was that of people breathing.

one hundred and fifteen seconds passed.

one hundred sixteen,

one hundred and seventeen,

one hundred and eighteen,

One hundred and nineteen,

One hundred and twenty.

Two whole minutes thay felt like two hours finally passed.

Just as he had promised, he didn't say a word after that.

He picked a sharp arrow that sat on his desk, and without even calculating much, he threw it towards someone.

*Thud*

The sound of the body meeting the marbled floor was horrifying.

There was no scream from the victim.

A quiet instant death.

"Get back to work," Tryphon said and the servant rushed out the door as if they would be next if they didn't.

Iris was about to turn on her heels when her eyes finally landed on the culprit, or rather, The victim.

"No," Her heart was beating ferociously against her ribcage.

It can't be.

"Matteo!!!!" She screamed, running towrds his cold dead body.