Power Or Freedom?

"Your highness!"

"I have asked a question to you." The frail girl was pale and paper. Her skin was gaunt as if she was starving for a long time. Damien felt uneasy but he still nodded his head.

"His majesty attacked my wife. I could not endure it anymore." His voice was firm. "If I have to turn back time, I will still repeat the same actions, your highness. I do not regret it."

He lowered her head and did not stare into her eyes.

"As long as I will be assured of the safety of my wife. I am ready to accept any punishment." he took out his sword and passed it to Camelia.

"Damien!" Eve frowned uneasily. She had never expected Damien to surrender as a criminal. When he had not shown any remorse earlier.

Camelia stared at Eve and then at the lowered head of Damien. She smiled mysteriously.