Kael gritted his teeth. He truly disliked the idea of Sisi meeting Ruela.
Of course, he had never done anything with Ruela. She had merely been a temporary figurehead.
Still, the fact that Sisi knew he had once kept a concubine filled him with guilt.
He wanted to erase Ruela from his past entirely, to ensure that Sisi saw him as a man devoted solely to ruling the kingdom and raising his beloved son.
As for why he wanted Sisi to see him that way—
He wasn't sure himself.
He only knew that Sisi's opinion of him mattered more than he cared to admit.
"There's no point in listening to a madwoman's rambling," Kael said coldly, turning to Vestor. "Just throw her out of the palace and give her a sum of gold enough to build a house in the middle of the city. I don't want to see her crying when I leave this courtyard."
"And that madwoman is the concubine you chose," Sisi sneered. "Does that mean you're incompetent at picking your bedmates? I expect more from the Beast King."
