The air suddenly became tense. Vespara's face was unreadable but everyone who was near the casket began to take their steps backward, understanding that this was simply a silence before storm. The King's eyes had gone red, flaring in a certain anger as they kept discussing the Star Goddess.
He placed his hand over his forehead, sweeping aside his hair and fixing his crooked crown that seemed to be hanging on its dear life.
"A dragon who care for humans is no dragon," Vespara's cold reply confirmed everything.
Magnus's lips slowly curled upward as he smiled in a maddening bloodlust. His eyes had gone crazed. Even if his smile showcased a certain delight, his eyes had shown a deep wrath that was seething to explode.
Seeing this, Estelle panicked and held to his arms. She shook her head, "Don't… fighting the king is a bad idea."
