Valencia Elyane (2)

“Lord Kael—”

He refused to touch her and stretched his arm, stepping aside.

“This way, Princess,” he said.

Barbielle clenched her fists and grabbed her dress as she stomped her way inside after Gerald. Kael followed them as Jayce guided them to the guest room.

“This way, Your Highness,” Jayce instructed.

Gerald stopped and scoffed.

“I didn’t come here to be a guest… I came here to check on something that piqued my curiosity,” he declared.

Kael groaned silently as he walked in front of Gerald.

“If you’re not a guest, then leave… I’ve been living my life quietly for over eight years…” Kael argued. Then his eyes hollowed. “What makes you so interested in what goes on around my household?”

Gerald sneered as he took a step forward, leaning toward Kael’s face.

“Quietly? You kept interfering whenever there was a disruption outside of the kingdom…” Gerald retorted. “How is that… quietly, Lord Kael?”

Kael chuckled a little, irritating Gerald.

“Prince Gerald… if that annoys you, then what should I do? I already surrendered my title as the Commander and became a nobody to live a quiet life.”

“No…” Gerald shook his head. “Surrendering your title? That means nothing when you still dared to wave your power around and act like the mighty chosen one.”

“Why? Are you upset that you don’t have the aura, but I do?” Kael whispered, taunting.

Gerald tightened his jaw as his eyes’ glare tried to pierce Kael.

“Are you mocking me?”

Kael laughed lightly and leaned closer.

“Back off… or else, don’t expect me to be too kind.”

“Kind?” Gerald scoffed. “I’m a prince… the next heir to the throne! And you… just a puny duke’s heir!”

“At least, I get the support of the people,” Kael added, fueling Gerald’s anger.

Gerald grabbed Kael’s collar, pulling him.

“How fucking dare you?!”

Valencia soon stepped in through the hallway and gasped. She bit her lower lip and stomped forward.

“Lord Kael!” she called loudly.

Kael and Gerald snapped out of their conversations and darted their glances at her. Gerald stared at her, mesmerized by her beauty. Kael hurried to her side and held her shoulders.

“You should stay inside for now,” Kael ordered.

She pouted and looked at him.

“You asked me to trust you… so I stepped out, trusting that you’ll be there for me. Now you’re telling me to go back inside? Are you trying to cage me inside the room?” she retaliated, crossing her arms.

Kael paused, staring at her with confusion. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she felt eyes on her. All eyes. Then Kael burst out laughing and gently held her head.

“Okay. I was wrong. As long as you trust me.”

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