Chapter 185: The Darkness Behind His Bright Clothes
"Please forgive me for my rudeness, Your Majesty," Salem said as he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to calm his tangled thoughts and emotions. "I’m just ... angry about what those kids had to go through. That’s all."
"I understand, Sir Vesper," Primrose replied softly. "There’s nothing wrong with being angry after hearing something that awful."
[They just remind me of the past,] Salem thought bitterly. [Raven might have killed that bastard ... but his face still haunts me every night.]
[What an asshole.]
Who was he thinking about?
Honestly, there were still so many things Primrose didn’t know about Salem.
She didn’t even know what names he had used in the past and most importantly, she knew absolutely nothing about the life he had lived before they met.
Even when she asked Solene about it, Solene didn’t know much either, since Salem always kept his past tightly guarded.
If he truly was a young master from a noble or wealthy family, surely someone would have recognized him by now.
But no, no one had ever recognized Salem’s face.
"I hope His Majesty will take good care of those children," Salem said. "They deserve a second chance."