"Have you lost your mind, Mysti?!"
Although a hint of rage tinged his sharp tone, so many wrinkles were found on his forehead from scrunching for the rest of the time.
Meanwhile, Nathalie remained unbothered, and her giving such a curt nod didn't help that the room started to get chilly, with diamond dust forming around him.
Keith went into panic, which he then brisked in between them and looked at each other. He clenched his teeth and peered at her.
"My Lady—"
"Out of my way, you rascal."
"But Sire—"
"I meant what I said…" When a subtle gleam came from his indigo eyes, he meant serious business and had him flinch on his stead.
On the other hand, Nathalie's facepalmed with a heavy sigh. [Father, if I tell you I wouldn't get hurt would you believe me?]
All of them blinked rather fast, then glanced at one another. For they couldn't believe her words, their gazes went back at the parchment, which was rather plain and simple.
