[Sara's PoV]
The soldiers raise their guns, pointing the dark cavity of death at us. "Do you want to get beat like her?" I ask calmly, still fuming. "Let us in. Follow us, we're not hurting the king. We're just looking at your ranks after his permission; you're lucky we're even asking."

A few soldiers dispatch, walking towards us. They stand behind us in a half-circle, their guns ready to shoot.

Eren presses his hand to my back protectively, striding forward. I go with him, and the MPs follow us. "I don't want you doing anything stupid," he says.

"Who am I to do dumb stuff?" I sneer. "I only do it when it's necessary."

"I know, but it won't be necessary. Use words, please." He's practically begging me not to show my violent side.

"That's a lot to ask. Especially if he makes me mad."

"Sara," he says with a warning tone shrouding his voice.

"I know, I know..." After a minute, we're in the same room as the king. The MPs stay close, their guns hoisted.

"Who are these Scouts, more criminals?" the man says, seemingly amused with the whole situation. He takes a handful of cookies from the plate next to him, eating them practically all at once.

"We would like to see the Military Police as a whole. We received information from Levi about the attacker, and would like to find him and punish him as we see fit," I say stiffly.

"You would? I'll let you; but you better not do anything funny," he says, waving away the protests of the soldiers.

"Good. I didn't want to beat your fat a*s," I respond, cracking my knuckles slightly.

"Let's go," Eren says, and we begin to turn.

"Oh, who are you looking for?" the king asks smugly, filling his face with more cookies.

"A man over six feet, and strong," I respond, turning slightly back to the king.

"We only have one soldier of that height here. The others will lead you to him." He waves his hand dismissively, and we are led out by the soldiers who led us in.

"Matt!" one of them yells as we return to the outside of the castle.

No, it couldn't be...

A tall, strongly-built man with shaggy red-brown hair and piercing blue eyes steps forward. The steel of a prosthetic leg shines below the knee of his right leg.

"My uncle attacked Levi..." I breathe, feeling lightheaded.