My eyes widened at the maid's words, a chill running down my spine. It was a blatant threat—a dire consequence for me.
If I failed to finish all these dishes, my brother and Princess Amelia would go hungry. It was clear that they were suffering, perhaps even being punished for something I had done. My heart sank as I cast my gaze downward and began to eat, forcing down one dish after another while my mind whirled with desperate ideas to rescue my brother and the princess from Cassius's clutches.
I couldn't let them be punished on my behalf. They didn't deserve this.
Prince Cassius was angry. He was hurt. I could understand his fury and it was evident he was intent on punishing me for my previous actions. But why was he punishing my brother and Amelia in this twisted punishment game?
