Yukama’s dirty scheme had been stopped by Setsugen and his talented subordinates. His plan was to marry the princess and steal the seat of king from Setsugen. With things contrary to his expectations, he abused his authority as Setsugen’s guardian, and aimed for Setsugen’s sister, Princess Yunoha. In these last two years, he had always stood at the front and endeavoured to protect his clan and nation. Setsugen was a youth of little more than twenty, but he was plenty qualified to be king. The previous king had passed away last year, and his son Setsugen inherited his position as king of Triht. Yukama was targeting the one famed as the number one beauty in the nation, Princess Yunoha, as well as the position of king. They were freezing so he thought that the tension and anxiety might have affected her circulation, so Sentoor carefully wrapped his boorish hands around hers again. The fingers in his hand were slender enough that he thought they might break with just a squeeze. The lustrous hair famed for resembling the finest thread from a ka’ikoh, was now dishevelled across the cheeks of her oval face. His lord’s elder sister, Princess Yunoha, was looking back at him with a pale face. Who could have imagined that at such a critical time, Yukama, his lord’s uncle, would suddenly take such a forceful measure. Footsteps rough enough that it seemed the floorboards would break, the cacophony of tableware being smashed, the commotion of the confused residents.Įach time he heard the rough voice mixed in with the noise, he felt the fingers in his hands tremble.
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