The door slammed open with a loud bang. Thaddeus pushed me away from him and stood tall. Tears streamed down my cheeks like never-ending waterfalls.
"I don't care if you're my brother or the Noble Lord's son; perhaps you're already looking forward to your death, Thaddeus?" Theodore exclaimed. "Oh the Knight—wrong, The Lord in Shining Suit arrived to save his damsel in distress," Theodore said as he grabbed his collar and punched him in the face.
Thaddeus collapsed on the floor and attempted to get up. His lips were swollen with blood. "Dear brother, you shall not say such things; you may destroy yourself, and even harming a Noble may get you prosecuted," Theodore said, grabbing his suit. When Thaddeus spoke, he was about to punch him again. "Hurting a Noble may also do so," Theodore laug
