Chapitre 350: A Bard In The Meeting

Harold looked aghast. As if someone had brought a pitcher of cold water and splashed it on his face. His eyes made a hole in Eve's head.

He had thought that they would be given equal chances and then he would have the upper hand. It would be a perfect opportunity to show Eve that she was not against him. But this?

"Your majesty…" he stood up. He would be a fool if he would sit there and let Eve win.

She must have played an underhanded trick. God knows, he would break her legs if she had tried to seduce the king to win. He had never expected this from her. But soon, he would show her the result of her foolish actions. He inhaled a deep breath when he felt eyes turning to him.