Visha's eyes flashed flames.
It was when Elio's hands stopped in the mid air with calm gaze. "Drag your woman away while I am offering a chance still" The First Prince ordered. Redrawing his sword back into the scabbard. Lorenzo could only sigh in relief now. He rushed up and pulled his fiancée off Visha.
"My apologies, Your Highness" Before leaving, the General's concerned gaze met with the young woman's sorrowful eyes. The scene of them two sharing a small moment caused Elio to furrow his brows. "Did you really have to sacrifice yourself for attention from a mere man?"
The First Prince mocked under a frown. He took his hand out for his wife to reach. Yet, the First Princess consort neglected the hand. Getting up on her own without any care. "It is not for the attention only, dear" She lifted her gaze with a smile tugged at lips. "It is for revenge"
