Evander Virethorn.
That was the name of the man standing behind the soldier, who had an aghast expression on his face. He looked so shocked; his lips parted and his fingers trembled.
Zerra suddenly felt pity for him, getting face-slapped by the male lead. He must be questioning his existence right now, poor thing.
"Cassias." Evan raised his eyebrows. His eyes swept toward Zerra, who was now as quiet as a mouse. A playful smile played about his lips. "Abducting your fiancee here… you aren't asking me for blessing to get married, do you?"
Zerra's head snapped toward him, eyes wide.
This man actually didn't look that similar to Cassias if people compared their looks. It was the aura. They resembled crouching tigers, ready to pounce on their prey at any moment.
He seemed so strict and intimidating; his bronze skin added a touch of wildness to his figure. At first glance, he looked like a taciturn man. She didn't expect him to be this playful. He went as far as teasing Cassias.
