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Fiona took in a shaky breath as her clasp on the knife tightened to such an extent that her knuckles and the skin under her nails turned white.

She chewed on her bottom lip before glancing at Hailey who looked horrified. Benjamin was holding her in front of him while securing her arms painfully behind her back to keep her in place.

"Go ahead, don't make me wait long." Dexter mused shoving a spoon in his mouth as he focused on his breakfast.

She couldn't move her eyes away from trembling Hailey. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and she looked terrified. The looks on the other staff were calm but their eyes held fear, which meant such a thing must be an everyday occurrence and why not, their Prince was an absolute psycho.

"P...please," Hailey whimpered and Fiona gulped the lump of emotions down her throat. This crazy man must be out of his mind if he thinks Fiona would kill one of her kind. If humans won't stick together then these vultures would eat them alive.

She glanced at Dext