"Welcome lord Welenshire. His majesty had asked you to wait in the room." Cent nodded and passed a glance to the girl following him. He had only brought her so that the prostitutes Lucas threw to him could be chased away.
Yet she looked so scared as if he was going to pounce on her and defile her. The moment he sat on the chair and chose the most distant one, his eyes narrowed.
"If I have any interest in you, I would have accepted you when your mother offered you. If not then, I had many chances in my own palace. Why would I force you in the royal palace? Do you think I have a strange fetish?" The girl swallowed her saliva and looked around like a frightened deer.
