"You really shouldn't interfere, Ronali. A delicate flower like you should know her place and be humble, following her husband's orders."
Luke's smug voice oozed with condescension, and Ronali's friends gasped, their eyes wide with shock.
Kaisen, watching from his hidden vantage point, felt a mischievous grin stretch across his face. Normally, he wouldn't stick his nose in; this looked like a typical case of young people being young and dumb.
But this Luke character? Yeah, he was dead serious about marrying Ronali. And Ronali was someone Kaisen had set his own sights on.
Now it all made sense. Kaisen remembered Ronali scolding Rony for trying to outdo Luke in hunting humans during their first meeting.
The boy had vowed not to let Luke marry his sister, and Luke, being the relative of some village elder, seemed to be throwing his weight around. This wasn't just a young punk flexing—this was a power play.
