However, the Queen's husband seemed to pay no heed to him at all, instead shouting loudly, "You Asgardians are just listening to a human's words? Don't you have your own opinions? Don't you know the least bit about interstellar etiquette?!"
All the others showed a trace of helplessness on their faces, while the guests around them also started to feel somewhat annoyed.
The current scene was akin to all the adults speaking very rationally, discussing a serious matter through their wisdom and judgement, while a mischievous child barged in, shouting and making a fuss without any logical understanding, incapable of comprehending the judgements derived from facts by the adults, and only mindlessly expressing emotions.
Such people who react solely on their emotions, completely lacking in rational thinking and causing a scene without reason, but doing so with utter conviction, are disliked everywhere. Yet, those who could still remain calm in the face of such people, able to steer the conversation back to the main topic, exude their exceptional composure. If they could manage to calm the emotions of these people too, it would be an even greater testament to their skills.
"Your Highness, I admit I made a shocking statement earlier, pointing out the fact that you are the murderer, making you feel frightened and panicked."
"However, this is also precisely your opportunity to clear your own suspicion. Yet, if you continuously interrupt our conversation, we can only interpret this as an anxious act of disruption."
The Queen's husband was taken aback. The scream that he had been preparing for some time in his throat was all swallowed back down. The bile, which he had wanted to vent, felt like a whirlwind of sharp blades whirling insider after being swallowed back, causing his chest and abdomen to hurt simultaneously.
In the midst of the panic of being identified as the murderer, the Queen's husband felt another kind of indignity because he knew that as time advanced, people would indeed discover the fact about the Queen's infidelity. No male creature could tolerate its wife's adultery being exposed in front of a large crowd.
The Queen's husband could already imagine, with all the heavyweight guests present confirming truth, he would definitely become the laughingstock of the galaxy.
His wife rushed over here and rekindled her past relationship with her ex on the very first night after disembarking from the spaceship. It was as if his entire ego and self-esteem were thrown on the ground and trampled vigorously. He would be associated with words like weak, unattractive, and even more derogatory terms for a lifetime.
The Queen's husband sat on the ground, placing his hand on the floor and gasping for breath. He slowly clenched his hand into a fist, another thought forming in his heart. Even if his wife's promiscuous behavior couldn't be changed, at least he could prove to everyone that he was not entirely incompetent. He would teach the damned slut a harsh lesson!
This was his only way to save some face.
Shiller was talking to Star Lord about the Queen's whereabouts while his peripheral vision had already caught the Queen's husband's tightly clenched arm muscles. He thought, all that was missing was a final spark and this pitiful rooster would eagerly jump up and crow, proving his masculinity.
In any patrilineal society, males tend to view their wives and children as their possessions more than not. Their strongest feelings towards them are not of love, but of possessiveness and control.
Even if modern society has draped a veil of civilization over it and called it marriage and family, at its core, this sense of possessiveness is still primitive, instinctive, and nearly irresistible.
This leads to them having a sense of masculinity instilled by patriarchal society, in addition to their personal ego and social self-esteem. Because this is a primal instinct, it is particularly hard to resist and the reaction when the sore spot is poked would be even more intense.
Shiller was utilizing this, using not just the Queen's husband's masculine pride to get him to kill the Queen of the Shi'ar Empire, but also the same pride to force him to confess his crime.
To maintain his masculine pride, the Queen's husband could even accept himself as the murderer in the assassination case of the Queen. It was just to show everyone that he gave a brutal punishment to the wife who slipped from his control, proving he had not lost possession, to the extent that even exposing himself as the murderer did not matter anymore.
That Shiller could surmise the strong masculine pride of the Queen's husband was also based on factual judgment. Regardless of the comics or the world he is in, Lilandra has never forgotten Charles.
In the comics, Lilandra was eventually even willing to give up the entire Shi'a Empire for Charles and chose to stay on Earth to take care of him. Such intense emotions would surely be apparent in everyday life.
In the daily life of the Shi'ar royal couple, the husband of the Queen must feel extremely insecure. Everyone knew that the Queen once had a lover she deeply loved. She held grand celebrations for him, and their passionate love story spread throughout the empire.
Then the Queen's husband seemed to be superfluous, perhaps a substitute, or perhaps just a bored pastime. Everyone compared him with his predecessor, and the deceased or departed predecessor is always the best.
Such a living environment would distort the psychology of the Queen's husband. As people often say, the more you lack something, the more you pursue it. The husband of the Queen has hardly ever demonstrated any masculine self-esteem in himself, never controlling his wife as a male figure, and he has never owned her both physically and psychologically.
Therefore, his mentality of demonstrating this masculine pride will inevitably become stronger over time, and when he discovers that he no longer has a chance to realize this pride, that he has lost his wife irrevocably, all his anger, grievances, dissatisfaction would turn into raging flames, completely burning a person's sense.
Essentially, what Shiller did was a form of psychological torture and control. The husband of the Queen's masculine pride is like the whistle used to train dogs. As soon as Shiller lightly blew the whistle, the other party would completely lose his sense, disregard everything, and become like a madman throwing a tantrum.
Just like right now, as the conversation between Shiller, Star Lord, and Sif went deeper, the Queen's whereabouts were gradually revealed to everyone. Her Majesty did not sleep in the middle of the night and went to visit old friends, something must be going on, no one would believe otherwise.
What's more shocking is that this is the first night the Queen of the Shi'a Empire has come here. She couldn't even wait for one night and one day. The anxiety and desperation she demonstrates make someone else seem even more redundant and ridiculous.
"It seems that this old friend holds a lot of weight in the Queen's heart. Therefore, this mysterious friend is also very suspicious. Sif, I'm afraid we need to ask you to have the butler check the guest list on the sixth floor. Check for any suspicious characters who could be friends with the Queen of the Shi'a Empire. Surely they can't be nobodies."
Shiller deliberately stressed the word "nobodies", reminding the queen's hubby that once the name Charles Xavier appears, everyone will know that he is the Queen's ex-husband, confirming the Queen's nighttime visit to her old friend, which is, in fact, immediate infidelity.
Impatient, extremely eager, and even without thinking about her husband for a second.
That is to say, in front of everyone, he is announcing that the Queen's current husband has never owned her, not in the slightest.
"In that case, Your Majesty, please allow me to leave for a moment to summon the butler and confirm the guest list." Sif showed a smile of apology.
"Go ahead, I'm also curious about what the Queen is doing on the sixth floor in the middle of the night..." Thor gently kissed Sif's forehead and said.
Just as everyone was watching Sif's retreating figure, a hysterical voice came from the middle of the dance floor.
"Enough!"