Lorelle had once said that only a woman with a touch of madness could truly accept Edmund completely, and in the end, it wasn't just a metaphor.
Edmund was a man full of layers. He could be kind, gentle, and sweet toward the people he loved, especially his mate. But when it came to those who betrayed him or even thought of hurting his mate, he was merciless.
He would forgive mistakes that didn't cause real harm, but he never gave second chances to traitors or anyone who had bad intentions toward his wife.
"Your Majesty, have mercy!" a woman screamed as Edmund cut the men's tongues one by one. "What have we done to you?! They didn't even do anything wrong!"
They were still crying and begging for mercy, pretending to be innocent lambs when, in truth, they were nothing more than cunning wolves waiting for the chance to strike.
"My Queen! Please stop His Majesty from hurting our people!" they suddenly turned to Primrose, pleading desperately. "Please! Show us your kindness!"
