บท 398: Not a sound, darling. Not a breath.

"Ah!" Aries squealed when Joaquin tossed her inside one of the sitting rooms near the dining hall in the inner palace. She raised her arm, which hit the coffee table, to protect her head from hitting it. 

"Hah…" Joaquin ran his fingers through his hair, looking down at her. He sneered when she glared back at him. "Aren't you amazing, my love? Those men… really admired you."

He laughed in ridicule, recalling his last memory in the dining hall. When he glanced at the dining hall for the last time, all he saw was not helplessness. What he saw were people with burning eyes, looking back at him with murderous intent.

In other words, he didn't kill their spirit. But instead, their morale only peaked in such a cornered situation and that was all because of her. 

"Everyone is just plain stupid." He chuckled, shaking his head mildly. He marched towards Aries, squatting down in front of her. His arms rested on his bent knees, eyes glinting at her.