Lathel nodded and said: "You're very beautiful."
He also didn't want to skimp on his compliments; after all, Amleth was really beautiful and lovely.
She was truly like a flower that emitted a bright light that made everything around her dim.
Amleth was extremely happy when she heard that. She wanted to sit next to Lathel when she suddenly noticed the girl standing behind him.
"You are…"
Akna bowed her head and said: "I am the Young Master's personal maid; you can call me Akna."
Amleth gritted her teeth, trying to control the murderous intent inside her. She immediately recognised Akna as the girl who did 'it' with Lathel through the images inside the glass ball.
In Amleth's heart, countless angry cries rang out: 'Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!'
'That whore took away Lathel's first time; Lathel's first time should have been with me.'
'I want to tear that bitch into a million pieces.'
