"It was like watching someone on a completely different level. You really do suit me, Taya. Together, we will create a new future. We will rule together, my dear."
The crown prince hissed.
This lunatic was clearly delirious. Who could believe anything he said? What was wrong with these men? She was just a simple girl with a simple dream—she only wanted her husband to love her. But now, this reality was terrifying, and her nerves couldn't bear the weight of it all.
Mathion approached the wine table and poured himself a small amount. He took a couple of sips while measuring Taya's body from a distance, imagining how her wedding dress would look on her.
"Orig will kill you," Taya said.
Mathion lifted his head. He had expected a bolder response. "That's if he even has the time to worry about you, my lady. Tonight, you're staying here until morning."
