The old Marquis's booming laugh returned instantly, the oppressive aura vanishing from the air as if it had never been there. "Hahaha! You're right, Seera! Why waste breath on a dog that barks at its own shadow? Let's get to our seats."
Normally, no one would dare to utter such inflammatory words within the walls of the Imperial Palace. Yet, the old Marquis had spoken them without a single flicker of worry or fear, leaving Heena genuinely impressed. At first, she thought it was simply because her grandparents possessed overwhelming personal power, or perhaps because they fiercely refused to see her wronged by anyone.
What Heena did not realize, however, was that the nobility in this room weren't just terrified of the old man standing beside her—they were utterly paralyzed by his wife.
