Valerian was staring into the eyes of the princess in front of him. His hand was clasped around her fair and delicate neck. Ashlyn did not expect him to directly attack her.
She was shocked and scared to the core of her being. Never has anyone treated her like this. Ever since she could remember, her words had been held in high regard, and the people did not even dare to raise their gaze at her let alone harm her. Her brain could not figure out what was happening right now.
She wanted to struggle and move away but the grip tightened slightly, and she heard a cold voice, "Do you wish for me to kill you?"
Ashlyn shivered, she noticed that the pair of silver eyes were gazing at her with a strong indifference as if she was already a corpse. The gaze made her body go soft, her legs were numb. She used her hands to grab hold of the door threshold. She did not want to fall in front of this guy.
