Klaus stood there, his fists clenched and his chest rising with heavy breaths, glaring at Janine. He was still boiling with anger from everything that had happened.
He didn’t know how to take back control, but his harsh words had hit their mark.
He wanted to tear her down completely, to remind her of her worthlessness, her place beneath him.
"You think you can fool everyone, don't you, Janine?" Klaus sneered, his voice dripping with disdain.
"You think you’re some kind of talented musician, some prodigy? Ha!" His laugh was harsh, mocking, and echoed off the walls.
"You’re nothing more than a joke, just like all the other women who play their little violins for men in Drakemont."
As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Asher, his eyes burning with a twisted sense of superiority.
"In Dra
