"Your highness!"
"I have asked a question to you." The frail girl was pale and paper. Her skin was gaunt as if she was starving for a long time. Damien felt uneasy but he still nodded his head.
"His majesty attacked my wife. I could not endure it anymore." His voice was firm. "If I have to turn back time, I will still repeat the same actions, your highness. I do not regret it."
He lowered her head and did not stare into her eyes.
"As long as I will be assured of the safety of my wife. I am ready to accept any punishment." he took out his sword and passed it to Camelia.
"Damien!" Eve frowned uneasily. She had never expected Damien to surrender as a criminal. When he had not shown any remorse earlier.
Camelia stared at Eve and then at the lowered head of Damien. She smiled mysteriously.
