Prince Aerus glanced at Hamdi, hinting that he needed help. Facing the myriad of war troops was easy for him, facing a barrage of threats from the opposing clan could even be done with his eyes closed. Even if he had to face his father, King Artesun, with unrivaled ruthlessness Prince Aerus could still handle him.
However, if you face a girl he loves, who was currently in a rage and was on strike, that's another matter.
"Lia, listen to me." Prince Aerus' voice softened many times over, without him even realizing it. His voice was low, hoarse and full of regret. His face was not much different.
Lia shook off the hand of Prince Aerus, who just a moment ago tried to melt her anger, which exploded uncontrollably. Still, with a sour face, Lia stood proudly looking out the window. Her eyes stared savagely at the street outside while her arms were folded in front of her chest. A powerful defense.
