Hurts! Mommy
Ayne's anger

Argh..

Prang

The room that had been quiet, now a crazed cry seemed to destroy the entire room. Fragments of vases were scattered on the floor, some curtains were thrown to the floor and a neat blanket and sheets were now half lying on the floor.

His screams grew even more tempestuous as the shadow of the mockery haunted his mind.

"Darling," Marchioness Mery was worried. After returning home from the palace, his daughter kept quiet and was not doing well. "Take it easy." His hand touched the child's shoulder. "Don't listen to her words. He's just provoking your emotions and someday we can get back at him."

Ayne felt calm, she leaned her head against her chest. "Ayne was afraid, afraid that someday she would not be able to be with the Crown Prince, was there another stronger woman beside her."

"Dear,"

Mery's Marchoiness hand stroked Ayne's black mane. "The Crown Prince came to see him only because of work. Not that they are close. After all, it was His Majesty who said he wanted to match you up with the Crown Prince."

"Mom, we're not engaged yet and it's normal someday. That woman will snatch the Crown Prince from me. I want this engagement to be carried out immediately." Lirih Ayne's. He hated that woman named Rose. One day, he will face it. He cannot lose and must prove it.

"Alright, I'll talk to your father and your sister." Mery's Marchoiness dipped deeply into Ayne's head. The woman stroked the princess' cheek and smiled. Then went away waiting for the husband's arrival.

A few moments' lapse.

Marquess Ramon and Albern got off his horse. The two walked towards the residence and passed by some servants who bowed respectfully.

"Darling" said a woman who was waiting for her arrival.

Marquess Ramon approached his wife and kissed her forehead. "Hem, why?"

"Getie!"

"What's wrong with Ayne?"

The two men's faces instantly turned serious. Albern who was about to head to his room, undoes his intention when mentioning Ayne.

"So we met Miss Rose and ..."

"I don't accept my sister being treated like that and I'll make a calculation with her." Grumpily Albern. He doesn't like anyone who annoys his beloved sister. To her, Ayne was a precious woman like her mother. So anyone who did anything presumptuous or even made his sister cry. He will not remain silent, even if he takes his life.

"I'll talk to your Majesty. We have to get there" said Marquess Ramon.

Somewhere else.

Duchess Alexsa celebrates her win with Ellard and Endrik. They toast enjoying the afternoon and a man watching.

"I'm so happy to upset you. You know, back then I wanted to see his head explode and take out the contents." Duchess Alexsa immediately sipped the red drink until the toilet.

"Rose, I want to see his scary face" Kendrik said. The man also gulped down a glass of red-colored liquid without any residue.

"Hey, I want to see it too." Typhoon Ellard. He also laughed at the face of his master's enemy. His life was full of pain and humiliation. So he knew, what it was like to be insulted and scorned by others. But now, his status was different. He became a knight.

"We are just waiting for the arrival of the Marquess and Albern, oh my beloved brother. The game will be more exciting, Duke Vixtor, Marquess Ramon. Just wait,"

Prang

The glass in his hand shattered and the plant instantly appeared healing the wound.

"Alexsa, what are you doing?" crown Prince Delix asked worriedly. He held her hand and examined it.

Ellard and Endrik looked at each other, both of whom understood things as men.

Duchess Alexsa pulled her hand, her heart pounding. "I'm fine, Crown Prince."

The Crown Prince stroked the head of Duchess Alexsa. "Other times, get angry at the person who makes you angry. Wrap it on them, don't vent it on you. I can't see you get hurt."

Duchess Alexsa did not answer, she did not intend to answer. To him, men are the same. Glamour for a sweet smile and a gentle speech.

"Miss Rose, outside there is Mr. Marquess Ramon and Mr. Albern young who wants to meet with Miss" said a servant.

They're in a big hurry