CHAPTER 85

He touched those dainty fingers before pressing a light kiss to the frail wrist.

"This duke is going to the southern deserts of Gaerin but that does not entail that one does not have any power in the capital, if this one found even a single hair misplaced of my cousin sister, one will claw your eyes out and dig your heart out." Thousand army men behind the male who directed his frosty cerulean irises to the prime minister of the nation cheered behind Aeon.

Artilia was a very significant person for the duke always yet this time Princess Semeara( Lilith disguised) too supported her thus Prime Minister Artim could not do anything but grit his teeth and do a respectful bow while his daughter tied ribbons that she got from the monastery on Aeon's bicep.

"When going to the deserts, brother must eat well and must not worry excessively, the goddess is watching over us, even if one is subjugated to pain...one will not perish."