Chapter 64: Unfit Husband
"You have some nerve!" Bellaflor was the first to react, her eyebrows furrowed as she stepped forward. "Soleia may be your wife, but she is still a princess. Where are your manners?"
Orion’s gaze slowly turned to the two other princesses, coldly scanning over them.
"Princess Bellaflor, Princess Celestina," he greeted. Although polite, his tone held no warmth. "With all due respect, this is a private matter of my own household. Please do not interfere, especially if you are unclear of the full picture."
"What full picture is needed, General?" Celestina scathingly said, folding her arms across her chest. She narrowed her eyes at Orion, sneering. "My dear sister has been married to you for two years, yet your marriage has not been consummated. Instead, you have abandoned her and left her to take care of your fief for two years, choosing to return with a harlot!"
Instantly, Orion’s expression darkened, causing Soleia’s stomach to drop. Orion had not let go of Soleia’s hand quite yet, but he took a step closer to Princess Celestina, causing the latter to back away due to the sheer presence of the man.
Celestina’s chin was tilted high, but deep inside, both she and Bellaflor could feel their hearts thundering inside their rib cages. This man... He most definitely had the fabled bloodlust that Sir Ralph Byrone lacked!
Instinctively, Celestina’s hand came forward to protect her swollen stomach, while Bellaflor positioned herself in front of her younger sister and son. Although, if it really called for it, she wasn’t sure how much that would do to a man who could kill a dragon with his bare hands.
Orion merely scoffed. The way he looked at the two princesses was akin to how he would look at a pathetic baby rabbit.
"Your father has allowed the marriage between me and Elowyn for she was my savior," Orion said. "Even if your sister holds the title of both princess and duchess, as you said, I am still her husband. Her well-being in Drakenmire will be entirely dependent on how much I favor her."