"I don't want you to use her to attack me in the future. Therefore I should kill her so that there is no significant threat in the future."
Marquess Helmut raised his eyebrows, glancing at the furthest end of the Wereal as if digging for something. The sun's rays stung his honey-like skin, casting shadows on his beautiful body. "Though I thought you could trust me just this once, Cousin," he said somewhat regretfully. "I like her, especially when she is so experienced in bed. You won't understand because you don't have a single girl in your life." His shoulders twitched. "But if that's your decision then just do it. I can find other girls out there."
His ships swayed, falling gently on the horse's back. His royal clothes fluttered in the wind, blending with the scent of a hot day. Before he left, his eyes briefly roamed the Wereal again until they completely left after jerking the horse's reins, out through the closed gate behind his back.
