Drey wiped the corner of his lips that felt sore after getting hit by Prince Cedric. Blood was printed there, indicating that Prince Cedric's punch was tough. Drey could only lower his head and feel guilty because the man knew that all of this was his fault.
“Stop, Prince Cedric! You’ll kill Drey if you keep acting like this!” David became the mediator between them. He had to be able to calm Prince Cedric down, or else all of this would get worse.
“Someone like him really needs to be taught a lesson. I didn’t even give him a difficult task. Can’t he do his job just to guard a girl?!” Cedric asked Drey angrily. The man’s gaze was so sharp that it felt like it could pierce Drey’s head.
“I was wrong, Prince Cedric, and I admit it,” Drey replied without any denial. “You can punish me too if
