The blade was only a centimeter from Richard’s groin when a strong force slammed into my wrist and knocked it away. I heard the dagger hit the floor beside my ear and felt the sharp crack of my wrist bone almost breaking. Pain ripped through me and I shouted in pain before curling onto the ground.
When I looked up, Larissa stood between me and Richard, trying to pull him away from my men. Richard wept, long tears running down his face.
“Larissa, my face and body hurt so much. Why do you all want me dead? Do I deserve this?” he begged.
“I never meant to kill Mrs. Russell back then. I was careless!” he continued.
Larissa just looked at Richard with eyes full of sorrow. In fact, she did not even bother to see me lying on the floor.
“Ajax, let him go!” she begged.
After that, both Larissa and Richard helped me sit up and put me back on the sofa. I looked at her and gave my choice.
“Today, you can only choose between me and Richard.”
Larissa stared at me, unable to believe what I asked.
“Must you really make this so hard for me?” she whispered.
I felt anger and something like laughter at the same time.
“Hard?” I repeated.