Lorraine screamed out in despair and anger on losing her treasured first kiss to a mere commoner.
She wiped her lips and rushed in with a sword after Kieran with bloodlust in her eyes.
The sword, engulfed in passion, lost its sharpness.
As Kieran lightly dodged the flying sword attacks, Lorraine gnawed her teeth and glared at him.
"Y, You… do you think you will be safe after you did this to me?"
"What?"
"Don't pretend like it's nothing! You think I won't tell anyone what you did to me!? Y, You are done! Can you understand what situation you are inside now? Do you understand what you just did?! Of course, getting on your knees and begging will not bag you forgiveness!"
As she continued speaking, Lorraine lost her anger and regained her triumphant spirit. As if she was the one now holding the hilt of control.
"But if you told someone else, you would end up marrying a commoner, right? Are you okay with that?"
"Huh?"
