บท 190: The secret of the Amber dance.

Elijah's brows furrowed in disbelief, his voice carrying a mix of incredulity and shock. "Uhn? You're seriously telling me that some other king had the audacity to execute every single one of your wives, right in front of you... and here you are, just sauntering back like it's a casual stroll?" His words hung in the air, the weight of the revelation sinking in as his gaze bore into Levi.

Levi's expression remained resolute, his features unyielding as he met Elijah's intense stare head-on. "Don't insult me," he retorted, a hint of indignation coloring his voice. 

"I wasn't present to witness that gruesome spectacle. Gabi, standing right here, was the bearer of that grim news while I was immersed in my affairs. You seem to forget who I am, Elijah. I'm Levi Gelgore, a man who wouldn't let another soul extinguish my tools without consequence." His eyes locked onto Elijah's, unwavering and resolute.