"Just because you 'can' say it, doesn't mean that you 'should', your highness," Adam growled. "Are you not even going to ask her what happened?"
Leopold laughed darkly as he narrowed his eyes where the two of them stood.
"What is there to ask? I've seen the results of her own handiwork with my own eyes! Why would I ask her what happened? Do you think I want to hear my own daughter lie to my face and make excuses for her despicable behavior?!"
Ann's heart sank even though she had been expecting this reaction.
But she couldn't say nothing. She had to at least try.
"Father, please..." She said quietly with a pleading tone to her voice, but it fell on deaf ears.
"Isn't that what Ada said to you when she was begging for you to stop your attack?" Her father answered coldly.
Ann felt Adam's strong arms wrap around her shoulders as she hardened her expression. She wouldn't let her father see her cry. It solved nothing and just made her look weak.