At night, when Boris was dragged out of his room, he didn't even understand what was going on. The Krem guards, trying to prevent him from escaping, surrounded him, with two strong heavy axemen on one side, holding Boris by the shoulders and immobilizing him.

"What the hell is going on? My son is being treated like this by you? He's the captain of the Kislev City Defenses. Why did you arrest him?"

The night was cold, and Vladimir stood in front of a group of tall Krem Forbidden Army, with a cold eyebrow. He was not as hysterical as Leonid was when he was captured, but was very calm and righteous anyway. The Krem Janissaries did not dare to do anything with him, because the Tsar's order was only to arrest Boris, and not to attack Vladimir. In fact, I can't do it. Vladimir was the head of the city defense of Kislev, and in his absence, the security and defense of the entire city would be thrown into chaos. Moreover, the theft of the queen was only done by his son Boris, and it had nothing to do with him.

"Your Excellency Vladimir, please get out of the way. We were acting on orders, the tsar had an order, Boris was arrested on suspicion of treason. ”

"Treason again? The king arrests this today, tomorrow that? Didn't he see that the nobles of the city were all angry?"

Vladimir said coldly.

Captain Krem didn't answer him, and he really couldn't. Although he knew that what Vladimir said was the truth, as a military man he could only obey and carry out the tsar's orders.

"Father...... Help me......"

Boris cried out in his pajamas, which had not yet been torn in the process of dragging, and from a distance, it looked like a down-and-out homeless man being dragged away by a GI. And Vladimir could only watch his son being taken away, and he knew that this matter must not be simple. Leonid's affair had already made the nobles of the city boil, and Pavel, no matter how stupid he was, would not immediately arrest another nobleman for no reason. Vladimir instinctively guessed that his son Boris must have offended the Tsar's most sensitive nerves, so that Pavel would continue to arrest people in the limelight.

......

News of Boris's arrest reached Queen Dennis that night. In the dark, cold room, Dennis sat alone on a stone chair, his eyes dim. She guessed that it must be Samil's mad dog, who jumped over the wall and reported to Tsar Pavel about his affair with Boris.

Paper can't hold the fire after all...... The cold moonlight poured into the room through the small window, illuminating Dennis's face pale. It's all your own fault. She knew that now, even she could not save Boris. Pavel is now the most angry, and he will torture Boris at all costs.

Dennis could only pray to the gods to make Boris feel better, and not to let him be subjected to any inhuman torture and abuse. But which god should she pray to? No god would have heard such a prayer.

"Queen...... I know I shouldn't have come to you, but now I have no other way but you. Boris ......"

"I see. ”

Dennis interrupted Vladimir's plea in a tired and weak voice.

"I'm sending someone to inquire about Boris. But if you want to release them tonight, it is estimated that it will not be possible. Pavel is the Tsar after all, and the Krem garrison obeys his orders and will be strictly guarded tonight. ”

Dennis feigned composure. But the tired face and erratic eyes still made Vladimir sense that something was wrong. The anomalies of the tsar's queen surprised Vladimir.

This may not be an accident...... Vladimir thought so.

......

Yes......

In the tall and empty Bandaga Palace, a half-naked Boris is being trampled under the feet of a group of Krem guards. In the empty hall, Boris's mournful cries echoed.

"I didn't rebel! I didn't commit treason!"

Boris, who had been beaten all over the ground and looking for teeth, cried out in misery, but he was greeted by an even more brutal beating from the Krem guards.

"Yes, you did not commit treason, you did not commit treason, but you committed a more serious crime than treason - you betrayed your king, you betrayed your oath!"

Beside King Pavel, a strange figure appeared. Boris looked up and tried to see who the man was, but his eyes were blurred with blood, and his vision was red.

"I did not betray the king!"

Boris roared.

"Really, doesn't it count as sleeping with the queen?"

The voice rang like a death knell.

Hearing these words, Boris completely gave up struggling. He immediately understood, understood the real reason why he was arrested tonight. The Krem guard on the side raised his big foot and kicked Boris in the waist.

Boris held back and said that he must be held accountable for what he has done in the past, and this is the price.

Punching and kicking, Boris prayed and repented. Blood flowed down his brow bone into his eye socket, making him barely able to open his eyes. Scenes from the past and the queen are replayed in my mind. Boris knew he wouldn't see Dennis again after tonight. It's not that I don't love her, and it was actually against my will to say that I wanted to leave, in order to protect them. And now it seems that he can't protect anyone.

My love, I'm sorry......

My father, I'm sorry......

Boris's inner cry, struggling. The frustration and pain of his own incompetence made him suffer more than the pain of the flesh and skin.

Dennis, I'm sorry...... It is my cowardice and lust that have harmed you......

Father, I'm sorry I disgraced the family...... I will never be able to face you again in this life......

Boris repented in his heart.

Finally, the tired Krem guards dragged the wounded Boris from the ground and threw it in front of Tsar Pavel.

"You kid is so bold, the queen dares to touch it. ”

Pavel stretched out his noble hands, pinched Boris's deformed bloody face, and said—

"It would be merciful to condemn you for treason. ”

"You have to pay the price for your despicable deeds, and I think about what price is appropriate. ”

Like a victor, Pavel scratched his chin with interest.

"Knocking you into a dungeon?"

"No, it's not interesting. You've already been in once, and it's not interesting to go in again. ”

"Well, then, let's go north. Go and be the watchman of the Great Wall, what do they say about their vows? No wife, no children, and dedicate the rest of your life to the watchman? Uh-huh, well, that's a happy decision. ”

Stepping on Boris's swollen and reddened fingers, Pavel said with a sly grin.