Draxus was bowing his head in front of Pablo and Pablo was sitting with his hands crossed in front of his chest.
The scene was like a devotee surrendering himself to his God.
Cupid couldn’t help but admire the moment but she soon came back to reality.
"He lied about everything to you. And how can you talk about such things here inside the room? You were the one who said the military people could be eavesdropping on each room."
’Don’t worry. No one can hear us. See around yourself and you will know.’
Cupid did what Pablo said and looked around.
All three of them were covered in darkness.
It wasn’t the darkness of the room. It was pitch black. No walls were visible. All black.
"What is this? Are we not in the room?" She asked.
’This guy slipped me in the shadows. He had the brains to make this a secret talk. We are inside a shadow.’
Cupid raised his brows. "He is a smart lad. What if he hadn’t done that?"
’Then before asking his story I would have told him to do that.’
"You really think about everything huh. No wonder you got a black Ego."
’That’s not important right now, Angel. You asked me what I will do to him. You must know that a single lie discovered is enough to create doubt in every truth. And someone like me doubts even Gods and this is about Humans. I will make sure I don’t get duped.’
Cupid went silent and Pablo focused on Draxus.
"Raise your head." He said.
Draxus obliged.
"So your father was a scum. Like it or not, you are the son of a backstabber. And tell me this, is Damascus, the current King, a good man?"
"No. He isn’t a good man. But he was good with his family. He cared for them. Apart from his family, he wouldn’t bat an eye to kill someone."
"And you want revenge for your father, who was in the wrong and who tried to kill the King. I think your fundamentals are wrong."
"My fundamentals might be wrong. My father must be wrong. But he ’tried’ to kill the King and the King really ’killed’ him and my mother. I should at least get a chance to take revenge for my parents’ death."
"But don’t you think your parents deserved to die? I mean, if someone tried to kill me I would kill them as well. This is the same case."
"Yes. I know that. I know everything. I completely agree that my father and mother deserved to die but I still loved them. And don’t you think when someone’s loved ones get killed they wish for revenge? I am not a saint, Czar. The King killed my parents and I will kill him."
"So you love your parents enough to fulfill their last wish? You want to be the sole King of this Kingdom just to make your father feel that he himself got the throne."
"Yes. My father wanted the throne as he thought it was his right. He was the elder brother so he should have gotten the throne. But he didn’t get it and now I wish to take that throne and show my father that he won."
"Your parents were the culprits, you know that right?"
"Yes. They were the culprit and me, wanting revenge makes me the worse culprit than they ever were."
"And you want me to help you to take your revenge which doesn’t make any sense. Your hatred is false, Draxus. They died because they committed treachery. You can’t fight with that."
"My hatred can be anything but false, Czar. You also joined the military to have revenge from someone. You are not a good man either. You have killed innocent people. You are evil. Yet you want revenge. It’s just the same. Even worms want to eat something."
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’He has a point.’
"What if I refuse? What if I kill you right here for lying to me?"
"If you do plan to kill me then I will fight you, Czar. I have the right to defend myself. Sheeps try to run when Lions chase them. They can’t win but they at least run."
Pablo sighed. He put his elbows on his knees and leaned further towards Draxus.
"Right now, everything you ever said here, was it the truth?"
"Yes. All of it is true. This time I am not lying."
’I know.’ Pablo had seen Draxus’ memories. Everything Draxus told him today was true.
"Are you loyal to me?"
"Down to my last drop of blood."
"Fine then. Let’s do that again." Pablo looked around and he found something good enough.
It was on the small table beside the bed and Pablo took it.
He examined it and threw it at Draxus.
"Cut off two fingers of your right hand." Pablo posed a demand.
He had given a knife to Draxus.
"And I won’t stop you this time. Cut off your fingers and then we’ll talk." Pablo added.
Draxus took a deep breath and held the knife.
"Guess this is what I get for lying to you." He said and placed his right hand on the floor.
"Index finger and middle finger. These two you have to cut." Pablo specified the fingers.
"Heh. Good way to punish, Czar."
Draxus held the knife on his left hand and put it on his right hand’s index finger.
Then he clenched his jaw, raised the knife in the air and brought it down on the finger.
PLICK!
Blood splattered on the dark shadow and Draxus’ index finger was detached from his right hand.
"Aaaanggg-"
"Don’t scream." Pablo said and Draxus closed his mouth.
He felt the pain but he won’t deny Pablo’s order. He faced the pain without screaming.
"Don’t stop. Now the middle finger." Pablo spoke and Draxus couldn’t even relax for a second.
He didn’t argue and put the knife on his middle finger again.
He raised the knife in the air and brought it down with force.
The same thing happened and now the middle finger of Draxus’ was no more as well.
Draxus didn’t scream and now he just waited for Pablo to say something. He was panting and he just wanted to hear that he passed the test.
He stared at Pablo and Pablo opened his mouth.
Draxus paid all his attention to Pablo’s upcoming words and those were…
"You failed."