Chapter 210 - The Adults Cannot Accept What The Very Old Or Very Young Might

Anper er Yecine's hands clenched at his sides. He'd watched as his heir carried that witch away. The words he had tried to speak still felt locked in his throat - crushed by the sheer indifference that had dismissed his very existence. That weight of intent that had looked down on everyone here.

His gaze shifted to his young sons, who he had been distracted from paying attention to by those on the stage. Their earlier eagerness to prove themselves by confronting the Goltbred girl had crumbled. Kaland's hand still gripped his younger brother's sleeve, but now it seemed more for his own comfort.

"Father..."

Ajoreal's voice wavered weakly while seeking guidance and reminded Anper uncomfortably of his first child when she was at that age. The boy's tone set something in his chest alight. He had warned the other elders about the girl's dangerous nature… had even experienced it himself - but they hadn't listened!

'We'll see if they ignore it now.'