Such a sinister feeling!
So horrifying!
The depths of this man's eyes were unbelievably penetrating.
He was an old vassal king who had been in a position of power for a long time. He was also considered His Highness the Crown Prince's elder, yet he feared to meet the latter's gaze.
On the other hand, the little stoic didn't have much of an expression.
The two had rushed here all the way from the northern district. When they passed by the Gate of Health, they had also seen Little Twelfth and the vassal prince embroiled in the heat of battle.
Yet the heartless couple merely cast an extra glance at Little Twelfth before flying away in response to his excitedly waving hand…
When the little stoic looked back, the expression on Little Twelfth's face was something she probably wouldn't forget within the year…
