'She could be a witch or cursed indeed,'
'She's right, with the redhead and all,'
'Never seen eyes greener,'
'And she gives off an aura I absolutely fear,'
Salviana shuddered in shock.
Alaric was on his feet instantly, his dark eyes blazing with fury.
He looked at Salviana, who was doing her best to appear unaffected, though her hands trembled slightly.
He placed a hand on her shoulder, grounding her.
"Don't mind her," he said, his voice low but firm. "She's a fool who speaks from jealousy and fear. You're the one who nearly died—alone."
Salviana gave a small nod, but her lips still trembled.
Prince Spencer stood hesitantly. "Alaric," he began, his tone pleading. "Please. Is there no way to reconsider? Jollene and Christina are our sisters. They've made a terrible mistake, but the dungeons…"
