"I mean…" Charles pretended to hesitate, hand flying to his mouth to cover his smirk—one only Enzo could see. "My husband tends to hurt himself…"
The omega let out a dry laugh, smiling bitterly.
So now, you have come to blame me for your doings?… Disgusting pig.
His jaw clenched as he fought the urge to scream. However, behaving in a violent manner would only cause him trouble and prove his point.
"Oh dear! Poor High Priest Charles."
After that one statement, the crowd suddenly divided into two—those who stood by Enzo and those who supported Charles.
"Your Imperial Majesty," Zayden rose from his seat, unable to let this circus continue any longer. How could they even believe that someone from their own Empire would behave like this when they practically saw him grow up?
Disgusting nobles.
"Yes?" Selena said, and the attention shifted toward Zayden.
"I believe no sane person would do this horrible thing."
