For an instant, Konrad stood still, debating whether his ears were playing tricks on him or not.
With just their status as mothers of princes, those two women belonged to the upper level of the inner court and the imperial family. In this vast palace, those able to slap their faces and get away with it could all be counted on one hand.
Now, Yvonne was asking him to slap them, and to not stop until she told him to? What was her purpose? Could it be that she was giving him an ultimatum? An opportunity to either jump on her boat or forever stand opposite to her?
Yvonne's words had just ended that Anke burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, you really think highly of those servants of yours, don't you? I really want to see, if a trivial head eunuch has the gals to slap mothers of the emperor's children!"
There was no ripple on Yvonne's face, her indifferent eyes remaining locked on Anke.
