"Are you deaf my friend? Or do I need to spell it out?" James asked. "I want the priest's head. Bring it here, or I swear your daughter will be feeding the sharks."
"Hmngh!" Cattleya squirmed in James' grasp but ultimately failed against his strength.
She couldn't understand where on earth James was going like this or what exactly he was scheming. This was not the plan they had discussed!
The demands he'd made for her release already felt like a cruel joke. Ten Holy Coins. A Relic of Seraphiel. And the last condition—undeniably the most humiliating—was more than enough to fray her nerves. Now, to her disbelief, he'd added yet another condition to his ever-growing list.
"Stay calm and just remember what I told you to do, Starlight," James muttered as he pinched her arm.
