THIRD PERSON'S POV
Prince Ethan walked inside his room, his hand moving through his hair in frustration and a slight hint of panic.
"Brother, what the hell is wrong with you? Why did you act like that?" Dilbar walked inside Prince Ethan's room.
The man ignored her.
His mind was in complete chaos because of what he had seen earlier. It was even more frustrating that he couldn't tell anyone, including his father and sister because doing so would create trouble for him.
Dilbar, who had always acted wishful and never once ignored by anyone, stomped her foot and walked to Ethan again.
"Brother, I am asking you a question. How can you—" She started but was cut off when Prince Ethan raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face.
Her head whipped to the side in disbelief as the stinging pain spread across her entire face. She could taste the metallic taste of her blood, her eyes brimming with tears immediately.
