An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

“Well… some things are better left unsaid, but I believe you understand what I’m getting at,” Percival said gravely.

“I’m afraid I don’t, Mr. Wentworth. You’ll have to forgive my ignorance.” Jovian’s tone was measured and composed.

“You…” Percival’s expression darkened.

Judging by Jovian’s demeanor when he first arrived, Percival had assumed that he was someone who knew how to read between the lines. Yet now, he was feigning ignorance, making it clear that he wasn’t taking Percival seriously.

“Enough, Mr. Wentworth. Let me handle this.”

Warrick took over the conversation and got straight to the point. “Jovian, right? Let’s not waste time. We know why you’re here. The only question is-what have you found out?”

“And what kind of information are you referring to, Sir Prescott?” Jovian asked.

Warrick slammed a palm onto the table, and his face darkened. “Don’t play dumb with me, brat. I don’t have time for games. If you don’t start talking, don’t blame me if I stop showing the Ballard family any respect.”

As he spoke, an oppressive force exploded from his body and crashed into Jovian.

To rise to the rank of Major General in the State Guard of West Lucozia, one needed more than just an impressive military record-immense personal strength was essential. The sheer pressure of a developed grandmaster’s presence was something few could withstand.

as if a boulder had settled on his chest. But he remained composed, showing no sign of fear. He picked up his teacup and took a slow sip, though the

may not be among the great families, but we’re not pushovers.

glare was fierce, and his voice cracked like thunder. ” You’re just a low-ranking officer, yet you dare speak to me like this? Do you have no respect for authority? I could charge

“Insubordination?” Jovian chuckled.

Lucozia, and I’m a government official in Oakvale. You have

a damn thing here. And thirdly, have I done anything out of line since I walked in? What grounds do

his eyes burned with fury, and

over the wine bottles on

Percival was visibly shivering though

the Major General, you could fabricate a

I’m a guest of the castle. Tomorrow, I have an audience

expression turned even darker.

dare. I’m merely reminding you,” Jovian replied

some nerve,” Warrick growled through clenched teeth,

taken Jovian seriously before, but now, he had to consider the consequences

of the Ballard

length with Austin. If