"Lazarus, you don't need to worry. Aimee has many friends here. There's me and Irene as well."
"I know, Your Majesty. It's just that I don't like it when a lot of men around here try to take every opportunity to hug the women, like Thompson did earlier. Tch, pretending to fall... If only I can pull his collar, I will definitely break his hand."
"Lazarus," Ronan called, making Lazarus look up. His face still showed annoyance at the memory of another man touching his girlfriend.
"Firstly, his name is Thomas and secondly… don't be reckless. You know, I've talked to Grandma Bertha, and she said she still has a grudge against you and William. So I suggest that you behave yourself while you're here if you don't want to be put in the torture chamber. I've checked the room myself."