Atmosphere in the Hall.

The gripping atmosphere was getting hotter, coupled with a girl whose face and hair were wet from the wine that was poured on her face.

"Why are you silent? Are you starting to know who has the power here?"

Various whispers were coming out, moreover, two men were watching with angry eyes. A woman who was ready with a dagger in her hand, that gaze full of annoyance couldn't escape staring at the black haired woman.

Grip!

The girl flinched as a hand gripped her shoulder, she couldn't see clearly because of the wine that was drenching her face.

"I could just relinquish your Crown Princess position, you daughter of that bitch."

"What did you say?"

Elie fell silent after a deep, cold voice brushed past her ears. The tall body she felt was standing right behind her body, with an arm wrapped around her waist tightly.

"Repeat your words."