CHAOTIC MORNING, BLOOD WAS SHED

Dawn was slightly taken aback with Zander's answer, because it aligned with what Zenith told her the previous night.

Were the two of them playing a game with her? But, seeing how they interacted with one another, Dawn didn't think that was the case at all.

She could imagine Zander pulling something like that, because of how playful he could be, but Zenith was not a person who would waste his time for such charades at all.

"My King, you must have woken up on the wrong side of your bed. Can't you see?" Dawn pointed her finger at herself. "I will not be able to hurt a single hair on his head if he took me seriously."

"I heard he is training you."

"Yes, even so…"

"And you sleep together."

"But, I don't have any reason to kill him."

"You have a lot of opportunities to kill him in his sleep."