~Nathaniel~
“You dare slap me again, B…” Mara did not continue to speak, but her displeasure was obvious on her face. She held her face and turned to look at me, and I stared back at her expressionlessly. I could have simply ordered her punishment, but seeing Eleanor stand up for herself, I can not help but wonder what she plans to do with the princess.
“Oops! Aren't you speaking all mighty and gracefully just now? Are you tongue-tied? You do not call me names and curse at me because you have some stinky blood in your veins.”
Oh, s**t! That was savage. Calling the royal blood of the Duke family “stinky.” Tch! She is definitely learning well, and I was pleased.
“You have the audacity to call my blood stinky! I am the only daughter of the Western Duke. The future duchess of the Western C
