"Oh my! Look at this scene! How did the princess manage to cut the neck so cleanly? I don't think I see a messy detail in this kill. What do you think, Lord Dimitry? Does this remind you of a certain scene?"
Dull blue eyes looked at the dead body on the scene of the death.
Dimitry's smile did not reach his eyes, but he looked calm and did not take the bait he was being thrown.
"Unfortunately, the princess killed my family in a much more brutal way than this. So, I am afraid that I cannot comment on it. But this kill is much cleaner than I expected of the princess."
Dimitry's smile concealed his feelings, but the minister was confident that he still felt hurt when he thought of his family.
But Dimitry was used to such people coming after him and trying to ignite his emotions.
The minister who spoke such words to Dimitry looked at him awkwardly at hearing what Dimitry had just said.
