The fierceness of the wind seemed to bring forth a spine-chilling sensation. People who cowered under the heavy aura brought by the sudden intruder could not help but lower their heads and submit.
The pair of golden eyes intently stared at the slender figure behind the two tall men, He didn't care about the attention he was drawing towards himself nor did he mind that the commotion might soon bring the rest of the Fraunces nobility to the garden. His intimidating form cold haunt one in their sleep.
"Y-You…" Maxille forced out. His fists clenched as he gritted his teeth. The winds wooshed beside his ears but he could hear nothing as cautiousness filled his being. His eyes were laced with hostility as he stared at the golden-eyed man. A foreboding feeling crept up his spine when he realized that the Hercullian Lord was not even paying attention to him, instead, he was eyeing his brother with covetous eyes.
