"I understand, I'll be there as soon as possible." I hung up my phone with grim irritation running through my veins. I pursed my lips and fixed myself a bit before grabbing my work duffel and hastily stumping out the door. Looking at my phone's clock, an acute sigh escaped me. It was 2:47 a.m.
I have never turned so stressed so quickly in my life before.
There has been an attack on Cosmoan soil.
A suicide bombing ensued, killing approximately twenty-seven people.
Twenty-seven innocent people. They did not have to die. The cold early morning air touched my face as I paced across the lot to my car. I turned on the engine and sped my way to the site. There, I met the King.
"Your Majesty," I bowed. "Any more intel?"
"You may stand," He orders, then he leads me to the site, enclosed by yellow tape.
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