Chapter 282
Her silent trembling and crying vibrated through her soul outside her body, transmitting the overwhelming void fear caused to the young Theressa whose awkward hand had finally come to rest on her sister.
"Marianne..." — ’Why is she reacting like this? Was it that... shocking to her?’
Referring to her own actions, Theressa could not understand the depth of her current situation, much less that of her sisters.
"Marianne, Theressa... Didn’t you hear me, Prince?" — Kneeling and surrounding with his arms his two daughters, Orland then glared at Zeleskiaz, whose aura remained unfolded... Yet strangely calm as he watched Paul.
"Dismiss it."
"... Once he leaves." — Zeleskiaz responded to the Duke’s order, aware that the cause of his beloved’s grief was the man standing across from him.
"If anyone should leave is the Prince. This is where I at least belong unlike you."
"Say no other word, Paul. Was what we just talked about empty words? Don’t enrage me further, boy."
Menace was palpable in Orland’s tone and essence. The scowl in his countenance was flaring in annoyance at the current scene, to the point he called the man a mere boy... Implying with such words how his behaviour made him appear.
"Go back now."
"No. Marianne is–"
"I said to go back. Right now. If you haven’t noticed... You incited for this to happen. Or have you forgotten your sister’s condition that you freely displayed your aura?"