Bab 807: The owner of the empty March

[ The Grimsbanne Mansion ]

"We have no choice." Aries let out a deep exhale, concluding their family meeting. "I have to come back to the royal palace to secure my position."

She scanned everyone's faces and didn't have to study them so hard to notice the displeasure plastered on their faces. She just met these people, but their reaction brought this warmth to her heart. 

"I don't like it." Abel crossed his arms under his chest, lifting his leg over the other as he leaned back. "No way in hell would I allow my wife to go back into that hell. I'll burn it."

"This is why I hate planning." Samael propped his elbow on the armrest, resting his jaw against his knuckles. "How about we go with my plan, which is to improvise?"