''Esme, are you having mood swings, or are you just embarrassed after yesterday?" he whispered in the woman's ears before swords started clashing in the room.
''We can discuss about yesterday later. For now, I want to go back to my Kingdom. And you should stop trying to force me to stay.''
''Let go of her,'' Adrian snarled when Aleister did not budge at Esme's words.
Duke Maverick glanced at his wife before sighing, ''Aleister, let go of Esme.''
''Can you stop being like this? When things don't work the way you want them to, you only know how to force them to go your way and I hate this about you,'' the words slipped from her mouth even before she could think over it.
''Fine,'' Aleister loosened his grip on her hand, ''If that's what you really want,'' he raised his hand and stepped back from her. Looking at her for one last time, he turned around to leave.
''Al, I...'' Esme's brows together, ''I didn't mean it like that.''