[ALANOR]
"As I was saying, I will let you know what my relationship with your king is," Alanor said and this time, he turned to face Unar, who was the center of his world, or was he?
"Unar Stitt—" Alanor began and this time, the young king's whimper was a little too loud. Alanor Wynter had never used all his names when addressing him. This right here was a nightmare, one that Unar didn't want to see.
He wished he could run away, but where to? Everyone was watching him curiously. He was about to be a spectacle just like the day of the coronation.
"I'm sorry, please don't do this," Unar voiced out weakly, and Alanor just smirked knowingly at his mate. Of course, Unar was sure this was revenge for what he had done to Alanor and he couldn't be blamed because Alanor Wynter was the face of vengeance for many.
