After the man heard Orlaith speak, the initially expressionless man finally showed a hint of something close to mockery on his face.
"Oh? Little girl, I really want to know, how you would make someone like me, Martin Newmont, be backed into a corner?"
Martin Newmont?
The King of Rivenia?
When she heard the man's identity, Orlaith's eyes lost any hint of spark as her face turned pale in abject despair.
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