Her voice was low and burly. Everyone was standing in the court holding their breath. Today was the first time he had seen Jane Dover so arrogant and firm. His serious eyes and the calmness of his face were terrifying to everyone.
"You must remember that you are standing in the court of Crown Prince Darius Simard on the occasion of his coronation in Winsonland and talking to Crown Princess Dover. You can be punished for every word that comes out of your mouth. You should call me 'Your Royal Highness'."
"You have forgotten who I am. Watch me carefully." Fenton Dyer suppressed his voice and tried to scare her.
"Whoever you are outside Winsonland, you are standing here in front of me. Look around you, the sword of my soldiers is not far from your neck, that is the truth for now."
Seeing her arrogance, Fenton Dyer smirked.