章 54: The Mixed Feelings

If Howland didn't know them, then there was a chance the princess was playing behind her family's back. All he knew was Rosie rarely left the capital. Surely, the names the girl mentioned earlier were people from the capital. Aslan frowned, trying to find their names that might sound familiar.

Howland hadn't known them in the first place, then Howland didn't need to know what Aslan was going to do after this either. Aslan would eliminate them without a trace from this world. Just the thought of it made Aslan thirsty for blood. 

"Who was the last man to do that to you?" Aslan asked coldly.

"Rikkard Salvatore," answered Rosie calmly.

Rikkard Salvatore? Aslan frowned at the familiar name. He tried to remember the names of the people in the palace named Rikkard Salvatore, but no faces appeared. Maybe some of the nobles' sons or some of Howland's friends?