Jeriel knows what kind of feelings the Duke harbors towards her big sister.
It was obvious.
The red cheeks, ears, nervous behavior around Jannah, wanting to look cool, following her around with his eyes— she could tell right away what he feels about her.
That fact alone leaves a bitter taste in her tongue, making her scowl at him.
"Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" Jannah asked once more, seeing that the Duke is still in a state of shock.
"I didn't get hurt." Duke Eulicies shook his head, not moving his hand away from his face, but he also didn't look at her, opting to turn his head away from.
"You heard him." Jeriel narrowed her eyes towards her sister, her gaze landing on the hand that's gripping the waist of the Duke.
Seeing the close proximity of the two made her feel annoyed.
"He's fine, let him go." Jeriel hissed, walking towards them to snatch her big sister's wrist and pull her away from the man.