Immediately Princess Mariah walked out of the chamber, Lucifel glanced over at Hazel who was still standing, looking like a weak, lazy rat.
"Since we are soon to be wedded, shall you warm my bed tonight?" His sudden cold aura had changed into something different entirely which had Hazel stunned for a moment, thinking if this man had been bewitched all of a sudden.
Hazel, whose neck was bruised, only continued staring at him and then Lucifel saw her not replying, walking towards her he said, "Did I offend you?"
As he walked towards her, fear gripped Hazel. Her heart kept beating hard, thinking all that he was doing right now was just a means of bringing her into his pit so that he could unleash his anger on her again.
When he had gotten to a few metres from her, he let out a small smile, saying, "Whoever gave you those scars shall be dead, okay?" As he said this, a knock landed on the door.
As if knowing who was inside, Lucifel told them to come in.
