He twisted his head and held my wrist tightly.
I held on like a clench, my nails standing on the dripping flesh. His pale face turned blue this time.
He shook his body and let out a grunting scream. I didn't care and strained my fingers as if I was going to crush his tongue.
At that moment, I heard a sharp scream behind me. Soon after, there was an urgent footstep, and someone pulled on my shoulder.
I let out a vicious yell.
"Let this go! I'm going to pull out his tongue so that he doesn't make a nauseous sound again!"
"Oh, oh my God! Someone stop it!"
A new voice resounded loudly.
Either way, I squeezed Lucas's chin and thrust my fingers deeper.
As I stuck my nails into the base of his tongue, I felt a strong pressure on my lower back, and my body floated up.
I looked back with a hint of anger. Barcas, who lifted me like a burden, was sending his eyes a stiff look.
"What the hell is going on?"
As if he was trying to understand what was happening in front of him, he looked at me and Lucas alternately.
Then, as if he couldn't believe what had happened to him, Lucas, who had been sitting there with a blank face, jumped up.
"I, that woman just tried to pull out my tongue! Look at this!"
Lucas, who was scolding and slapping, stuck out his wounded tongue for a long time.
I put a blood band on my neck.
"Come on! I'll tear it off at the root!"
The boy took a step backwards in fear.
"Look, did you? What a crazy girl! Insane! Why did you leave the Princess al ne and marry such a woman? Even now... apply for annulment of marriage right now!"
"Lucas Laedgo Shearkan."
The bass mixed with sighs fell heavily in the hallway.
Lucas, as well as I, who had lost our temper and gone on a rampage, froze.
After holding his breath for a moment, Barcas slowly continued.
"What did you say to my wife?"
"I'm just..."
Lucas blurted out his words with a puzzled expression.
Barcas, who looked down at him with cold eyes, said categorically
"I guess you can't say it in front of me."
Lucas's face turned pale.
The boy, who was rolling his eyes around, muttered in resentment.
"No, no matter what, do you usually do this..."
He glared at me as if he were killing me, but Barcas's sorrowful gaze flew towards me this time.
I stiffened my shoulders.
He interrogated me like an Interrogator in court.
"Your Highness, can you explain the context?"
I looked up at him with evil eyes.
Thinking of the Insults his brother had uttered, my whole body trembled.
Put it out of my mouth again?
I said as if chewing on my teeth.
"I don't want to die."
Barcas' eyes narrowed.
Barcas let out a long breath as if to gather patience, and continued calmly.
"You have to explain so that we can take appropriate action."
Lucas's face twisted. He looked angry, as if he was being treated unfairly.
I, who was staring at his face as if I was about to tear it apart, immediately began to twist my body.
"I don't need it, so let me go."
"..."
"Can't you hear me to let me go?"
Eventually, he put me on the floor.
I straightened my throbbing legs and glanced at the crowd in the hallway.
Drunken faces were looking at us, wondering what was going on.
Disillusionment came over me.
I, who had been staring with hostile glances in all directions, turned around and headed to the bedroom. The distance was only a few steps away, and it felt like a thousand miles.
I stumbled open the door and jumped straight into the bed.
After a while, Barcas chased after me.
I buried my face in the pillow and ignored him. If I didn't, I would rush at him and pursue him like crazy, just like I did to Lucas.
Is your brother really right?
Did you even do that with Aila?
"Thalia."
One side of the bed was completely extinguished, and a thick shade hung over my head.
I tensed my spine.
A very rough hand wrapped around my shoulder. Soon after, my body was forced to turn over, and my vision blurred with tears, revealing a face like a well-sharpened blade.
He spat out as if questioning.
"Are you really going to tell me what happened?"
"What else can I talk about?"
I hit it sharply.
"You've seen it all. I tried to pull out your brother's tongue, but I failed because of you. What more do I need to explain?"
"Why did you do that?"
"Because I wanted to."
As if his patience had run out of patience due to the childish argument, Barcas's eyes became sharp.
He grabbed my chin and sang intimidatingly.
"How long are you going to be like a child?"
My face contorted.
The first to cross the line was Lucas Laedgo Seakan. But why do I have to be reprimanded like this?
I slammed his hand and shot him angrily.
"I just repaid the insult I received. If you want to blame me, blame your father for educating his children like that."
He pressed his temples like a person with a headache.
"Retaliation is done through an agent. I'm not going to run in like a ten-year-old bastard."
"Who will be my agent? Are you going to cut your brother's throat for me?"
I snorted.
"I don't expect anything from you. If someone attacks me, I will retaliate with my strength."
"Are you going to have another dog fight?"
"There's nothing I can't do."
I gave him a hostile look.
"If you don't want to see it, don't let your brother see me. If I see him in front of me one more time, I'll really be angry then."
Barcas deepened in his brow.
Even if it was a terrible nuisance, my fingertips tingled at the expression on his face.
I resisted the urge to scratch him recklessly, crawled into the corner of the bed, and covered myself with the blankets.
How much time has passed?
I could feel Barcas getting up. Soon after, the sound of the door closing was heard, and a cold silence took over the room.
I quietly stuck my head out and looked around the empty room.
In an instant, tears welled up in my eyes.
I, biting my lip and swallowing my tears, soon poured out pent-up sobbings on the pillow.
After trembling like that, it seemed that I had fallen asleep at some point.
I woke up in the gloomy darkness and turned my head to hear a rattling sound.
When I returned, Barcas was arranging the vials on the shelf.
I stared up blankly, and he cast a calm glance over my shoulder.
"Because you kept moaning, I was given painkillers. Eat and sleep."
When I saw his calm face, as if nothing had happened, I felt a strange sensation.
I pulled the blanket up to the back of my nose.
"Yes."
A tired sigh flowed between his lips. There was a hint of thinning in the rather rough sweep of his bangs.
I wonder if this man is also holding back his anger.
I stared at his face, which was stained with light.
Overall, the lips with a bright light on the lightly pigmented face caught the eye.
I wondered how long I had been staring at it, and the wrong words suddenly flowed out of my mouth without even realizing it.
"If you feed me with your mouth, I'll drink it."
Barcas, who was putting the bottle of potion down on the shelf, paused and looked back at me.
It was only when I saw his slightly enlarged eyes that I realized what I had said.
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