"Un… Big brother… I can walk by myself…." Little Jean said weakly as he was carried by his Big brother to the Palace.
Maximillien zipped his mouth because he was also unsure of himself. He kept thinking about the engagement between his adopted little brother and that bastard Second Prince, Raphael De Argent.
That callous Emperor really knew how to play his card, manipulating an innocent little boy like Little Jean for his advantage.
Little Jean felt uncomfortable getting carried by his Big brother, so he struggled a little. He wiggled his body, trying to break free.
"Stop struggling," Maximillien said coldly.
"B—But…" Little Jean thought getting carried by his Big brother would feel amazing, but the more they walked, the more nerve-wracking it got for Little Jean.
Because somehow, he could sense that Big brother was angry.
