His eyes flew wide, the blood draining from his face as he lunged forward, fists bunching in her ragged gown.
"How dare you," he roared, his voice cracking with a mix of horror and humiliated fury, shaking her like a rag doll. The denial burned in his throat, but her words struck true, unearthing the buried shame he had long suppressed. He can't help but wonder how she had even known this in the first place.
"Lies! You Vile celestial poison!" he yelled trying everything in him to protect his shame from coming out, after all for now he could still use the privileges of his royalty to play his games. His mother who always protected him is no longer alive and wouldn't want to let the reason she had started all these die.
She didn't flinch this time, her laughter dying into a gasp of pain, but her gaze held his coldness, gleaming with the knowledge of a blade unsheathed.
