The servant who had been silently following the First Prince all this time finally spoke up, her voice sharp with indignation. "Do you even know who you are talking to?" She couldn't believe the audacity of Jiho, a woman who had only recently returned, to act so defiantly against her prince. The servant's eyes flashed with anger as she stood, seemingly emboldened by her proximity to the prince.
But before Jiho could respond, a voice cut through the tension, filled with authority and an icy edge that made the air itself seem to freeze. It was Old Mer Gu, who had been silently observing the entire exchange. He had kept his composure, but now, as he spoke, his tone was much colder, and his usually calm eyes were now filled with a ferocious intensity that sent a chill down the servant's spine. "How dare a lowly servant address the future Marchioness of the Gu Family in such a manner?"
