“Should i have mercy on him or off with his head..?” Jack murmured in your ear, grinning as he bit sharply into a crispy red apple.

You were sitting on his lap, a requirement he made you do, and he was sitting on the throne while sharply staring at the terrified noble on the court who’d asked for some help to protect his family.

“Please your majesty, my family has been getting targeted!” He pleaded as he knelt on the floor, but the sudden movement made the Card Soldiers tense up.