Chapter seventeen

RALPH.

I couldn't believe that Red could pull that part out. He knew it wasn't my doing, we were both berserks.

How could he not know how inflexible it was to control it? It was the reason why I lived a life of solitude, why I was a barren King and yet, he quaked that fragment like the rest of the world that didn't know what I was.

I could accept it if everyone in Ingrey saw me as a cold blooded person but Red, he wasn't permitted to.

He wasn't allowed to point a finger at me; oh, I thought I had lost all the forbearance in me.

The moment he spoke that- I believed all would break lose, but the veracity is that, I was hurt. If we got into a brutal fight, I wouldn't even need to hassle the muscles in my casing before I dragged him down but what would that do. It wouldn't change what he said or withdraw his retort which had already dug a hole in my heart.

Why did you taint her? I asked, uttering out the only thing that really boiled my blood.