"Damn whore," Han Deming cursed as he walked through the corridor of the royal palace. "How dare she reject me?! She is just a whore from a cheap noble family of a cheap kingdom."
Deming was the youngest of the prince of Derus Empire, but the most talented. After all, not many could have grade nine martial spirit as he did. Therefore, when he learned that there was a girl with double grade nine martial spirits, he couldn't stop himself from investigating about her, and when he saw her picture, he became infatuated with her, sending his uncle to Yorel. He never thought that she would reject his proposal.
'I told you it will happen," whispered a raspy voice inside his head. "We are of HIM, and she is of THEM. You are fated to stand against her."
Deming snorted irritably, then said, "When He will break out of the Barrier?"
