406 Discharged From Her Duties

Adrianna glared at Dmitri. He was well aware of the fact that if Fleur would be ousted as her personal guard, she would lose her immortality. Yet he was giving such a horrible solution. 

She tried to prowl in his mind, but he had blocked her. She was frustrated now and heat flared up in her neck. She looked at Isidorus who was sitting there staring with a face as hard as stone. His expressions were unreadable. 

Fleur blinked her eyes and her throat bobbed. "I- I don't think that you can use that as a basis to remove me." 

The leaf of the tattoo in her hand burned with pain as if Isidorus was getting mad at her silently. She clenched her hand tightly as the pain seared.