But Mervyn's patience had worn thin. "Shut up!" he spat, his voice seething with anger. "How dare you talk back to me, huh? You're not talking to a servant."
He straightened, his chest swelling with arrogance. "I bore the eldest heir to the Aldric Family. Know your place, or I will make you regret it like last time!"
His threat hung heavy in the air, a reminder of the power he wielded from his rank within the family.
The blond's lips twisted into a smirk, his eyes narrowing with a hint of amusement.
"So, did you just admit that you're just a nobody without your precious heir? That's quite the revelation," he quipped, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Makes you wonder who's really the important one around here, doesn't it? Certainly not you."
