"Are they going to rush and stab me to death? Did I go too far with my words and offended them?" Venn thought as he turned his glance to Vesra nervously.
Vesra gave a small chuckle when she noticed Venn's confused and terrified state. Honestly, she did not know whether to laugh or cry looking at him.
Who would have thought that an outsider that came to the capital and knew nothing about them could manage to earn the respect of the Onis who were proud in nature in just a matter of less than ten minutes?
Admittedly, even she was feeling a little light-headed with excitement to cut down the goblins from hearing his fervent speech, when in fact she knew that it was just an empty promise.
It was a trick her older sister would commonly use on the others. By behaving the right way and saying the right things, she managed to maintain the image of the perfect princess to every clan member when she herself was having a hard time putting up a brave front.
