Merule breathed heavily, not out of fatigue, but because she just let out the pent-up rage in her heart. One born from learning her great niece being a lover to a womanizer. One that grow with the fuel provided by the brat.
She looked at him, wondering what she should do.
"The old hag will question about his presence if she knew he was here. Which she could as the other lovers of him would ask the same question. Maybe even said he might lose his life taking a mission or something like that.
Though, Catherine might be sad, but at least she would be safe, somewhat." her action is one done out of anger and lack of self-control but she did not regret it. Though it mean he need to dispose of the bod-
