Kapitel 151: It'll Feel Good

"Unhand me, you brute!" Lydia Claymore snapped, yanking her hands away from the scowling Weston. She was irritated that someone like him would lay hands on her without permission.

Chivalry must be rolling in its grave!

"I told you so many times already, you can't trespass wherever you wish!" Weston growled, equally annoyed as her. Now that the King had given free reign to Lydia Claymore to enter the castle, the twins have been struggling to tame this wild tiger cub.

"Just because you're allowed to visit the castle to see the Queen, it doesn't mean you can wander wherever you desire to find her," Weston reprimanded, grabbing her by the wrist and tugged her back into the waiting room. But she was unbelievably rude enough to angrily kick him in the shin. Twice. With her pointed heels.

Weston hissed in pain, his grip momentarily loosening. She quickly seized this chance to dash down the hallway, turning the corner, her mocking laughter ringing after him.