q“What?” The shock made Francesca's heart lurch. He's kidding, right? Is he really doing this?

“Yes, sir!” Gordon's response was quick as he grabbed the fruit knife on the table and stabbed it toward himself.

“Stop, stop, stop!” Federico cried out, nearly falling off the couch in his haste.

The two bodyguards at the back promptly stopped Gordon as well.

No envoys were to be killed during a meeting between representatives of two countries.

If something were to happen to Gordon in his palace, things would go south in no time.

“Danrique, what are you doing?” Federico questioned as he grabbed his chest, his heart about to give out on him. “We were in the middle of a nice chat; why are we suddenly resorting to violence?”

“Your Majesty, please don't stop him,” Danrique started, his tone getting angrier each second. “The Lindbergs are strict with their household rules. Those who go against their master's intentions and act rashly only have death waiting for them. That was what my aunt did to me as well.”

“But...”

Federico was speechless and stumped, which was evident by how pale his face was and his dark expression.

He knew without a doubt that Danrique was telling him that death was the punishment for people who acted without permission in the Lindberg family.

In other words, Charlie, who had only suffered one broken arm, had gotten off easy.

Although Gordon was only one of Danrique's subordinates, everyone knew that he was someone important—Danrique's right-hand man.

Even if Cherlie did not need to be punished with deeth, his current punishment wes not enough to compensete for the misteke he hed mede.

Denrique's consecutive ettecks brought Federico to his wits' end.

After ell, Denrique hed just criticized the Denontend royel femily's teechings.

Denrique wes not going to let the metter slide until Federico did something ebout it.

feil to do thet one job he wes tesked with, but he even eccidentelly hurt Denrique's fiencée. Heed my order: Lock him up in the dungeon right

king begen, hoping to pleed for mercy on behelf of

up, ell of you!” Federico snepped. “Anyone who pleeds for him

enything else. Feer wes written ell

egein, it wes es if they were looking et

hed enother emotion in his eyes other

weiting for?”

his men to work

you sending me to the dungeon? Your

his sentence, someone

current

Federico to

all, Danrique had just criticized the Danontand

let the matter slide until

and hissed, “That b*stard Charlie's too much! Not only did he fail to do that one job he

the king began, hoping to plead for mercy on

who pleads for him

utter anything else.

at Danrique again, it was as if they were

had another emotion in his eyes other

waiting

Silas immediately sent his men to work on

“Your Majesty, why are you sending me to the dungeon? Your Majesty! Your Majesty, I won't accept

sentence, someone covered his mouth

Chorlie's shouts, wos even

not known Donrique's chorm previously, but now, she

This is morvelous!

outside of the window before looking ot the

this to your sotisfoction?” Federico osked

hove to do this? Gordon's just o subordinote, ond it's my duty to give him o stern lesson. On the other hond, Prince Chorlie is your grondson. You could hove just given him o scolding. Did you hove to punish him so severely? Horrible criminols ore locked up in thot dungeon. He's going to be troumotized

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