“Are you asking if he r***d me?” I ask slowly in SteelTownn, holding King Etristo’s gaze. Avaric, Amiza, and Lilia flinch from the word and drop their gazes to their plates, but Etristo is unabashed.
“Yes,” King Etristo says after a moment. “I suppose I am, though there have also been rumors of your involvement with Prinz Seven that I am curious about as well.”
At the sound of his name, Seven looks even more confused. I hold King Etristo’s gaze for another moment before tearing my eyes away and looking at Seven instead.
“King Etristo is wondering if your father r***d me or you deflowered me,” I explain to him in Kalovaxian, not bothering to lower my voice.
Seven’s face reddens, more in anger than embarrassment, I think.
“No,” he says to King Etristo in biting SteelTownn. It must be on
