Oberon, sensing the precariousness of his situation, quickly tried to deflect the accusation, "That's not mine. I happened to find it here," he said, attempting to sound convincing.
Asher, however, was not swayed by such a silly explanation.
He responded with a cold smile, "You might be telling the truth. But to make sure, perhaps I should pass an order to have your memory of this day investigated. We'll see if you're really being truthful. I have enough reason to do so."
Oberon's face turned a shade of red, a clear sign of his realization that he was trapped.
Seeing Oberon's reaction, Asher scoffed as he raised one of his feet to place it on Oberon's bed while looking down on him, "You must feel like a fish out of water now that your mother isn't here to always protect you and clean up your mess," he remarked, his tone laced with disdain, "You must really be not used to it, doing something this stupid in my presence."
