The expression on his face was undecipherable, he couldn't quite grasp whatever she was saying.
Everything still remained as a puzzle to him. Even more, bewilderment.
A prominent frown settled on his face, even the look he gave her showed that he still couldn't believe whatever she was spouting.
Servyn didn't know what to say, there were thoughts, but they were all jumbled up. He couldn't even articulate a proper word no matter how right it sounded in his head.
"Wait…..What you're trying to say is, the Royal Family of Westerly Isle is somehow related to me?" He queried in a baffled stance.
"Not what I'm trying to say, Your Highness, it's what I'm actually saying. And yes, they are related to you, not somehow." Suzanne surmised with an annoyed scowl.
The reaction on his face turned more perplexed as though she had just doubled the confusion.
Now he gets it.
That explained the deep animosity Scretz bore towards him.
