Chapter 25: Hello, Don
An ugly scowl contorted on Lilith’s face.
Avelina was a mere human, yet she stood there in her presence with the audacity to look her straight in the eyes.
HUMANS! SUCH INSOLENCE!!! She raised her hand—was it to slap Avelina? No one could tell, but regardless, her actions were stopped by Draven, who grabbed a hold of her wrist.
"Do not lay your hands on my wife, mother!" Draven said, looking windless as ever. Although his tone was calm, his warning was clear.
Lilith looked at him, her eyes suddenly filled with shock. "What?! Wife?!"
Draven let go of her wrist and responded, "Yes, she is my wife, and nobody, whosoever you are, will raise your hand on her in my presence. Not even a single hair on her head will go missing."
"Is this a joke?" Lilith questioned, looking dumbstruck.
"It is only a joke when you consider it to be one," Draven retaliated, appearing very calm.
Lilith fluttered her eyes and once again glanced at Avelina.
A human, as a wife? What was this atrocity? Why would the third prince do such a thing? Why would he marry a human? And did her husband, Lenort, really agree to this?
After a few moments, Lilith looked at Draven.