“Let them go, Mother,” Aaron said resignedly after tearing his gaze away from Arielle.
“Let them go?” the queen repeated as she slammed the table with a fist. “Why would I do that? Leaving here unscathed after beating the crown prince, what next?”
Nobody, not even the king of the neighboring country, is allowed to lay a finger on my son except me.
“I was sparring with him, Mother,” Aaron explained as he met her eyes. “I threw in quite a bit of punches myself, you know.”
Aware that his mother was only indignant on his behalf, he did not feel it prudent to incur Arielle’s wrath and risk the lives of everybody in the palace though he wanted more than anything to have the bodyguard locked up.
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