Nina's POV
My father's attack, along with the sword, was full of murderous intent. Wide-eyed in horror, I pushed Henry away nimbly and kicked over the table next to me, using it to fend off the attack temporarily.
Everyone in the dance hall was stunned, including my brother. He rushed to stop my father by hugging him tightly and winked at me, reminding me to leave and hide for a while.
"Father, you have drunk too much. Let me take you back to your room."
My brother tried to take my father away, who shook him off hard.
"Alexander, don't stop me. I have to kill her today!"
My father looked at me with eyes full of hatred, which upset me deeply.
"Father! What did I do wrong? Tell me!" I growled sadly at him, wanting to know the answer.
My father stooped to pick up the sword from the ground and brandished it through the tables in his way. All the tables were split in half.