Disrespecting Lasair in His House

Esperanza might be young, but she had seen a lot of things because of her father’s status. Why else would she leave the mainland if she wasn’t disgusted by the people there? Though, that wasn’t the thing making her throat revolt this time.

When they removed the last layer covering the skin, Esperanza couldn’t help but look away. She didn’t want her head to spin and her dinner to travel back up her mouth. She was even ashamed of not being able to handle the wounds on her brother.

“I think you’re strangely diligent, too… working on the translations, even if I didn’t ask for your help.” Milan forced a smile out, and Esperanza stared at him. The bride then glanced at her. “Everyone has their own ways to distract themselves. Don’t find fault in those who busy themselves with helping others.”