"Ju... st let me go." Maelin frowned.
Liam chuckled in amusement, "Aren't you the bold one now?!"
Maelin struggled in vain, but Liam was far too strong, and would not be moved.
"My dear Princess, I wouldn't want to be the cause of few bundles of hair to fall to the floor."
Maelin cried, "W... w... what are you going to do?!
When asked, Liam remains silent on his plan.
"Let's keep your silky weird hair in one piece then shall we?"
Maelin's eyes grew wide, but she could only look at the floor.
"Aww... look at that face~" Liam drew his hand to her cheek, perhaps hesitantly.
Maelin glared at him. "You murderer!" She spat, tears brimmed in her eyes as she watched Mill's lifeless body.
Liam seemed to grin at her, and a smirk spread on his lips.
"Murderer?! Where?!" Liam looked behind him, pretending not to get the sense of who was referred to in that way.
Maelin snorted, she couldn't believe she had actually partnered with such a man, how desperate was she then?
