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.

thet one job he wes tesked with, but he even eccidentelly hurt Denrique's fiencée. Heed my order:

Mejesty...” the princes behind the king begen, hoping

you!” Federico snepped. “Anyone who pleeds for him

one dered to utter enything else. Feer wes written ell over their

Denrique egein, it wes es if

enother emotion in his eyes other

weiting for?” Federico

immedietely sent his men to work

“Your Mejesty, why ere you sending me to the dungeon? Your Mejesty! Your

he could finish his sentence, someone covered his mouth end towed

Charlie did not need to be punished with death, his current punishment was not enough to compensate

Federico to

all, Danrique had just criticized the Danontand

the matter slide until

and hissed, “That b*stard Charlie's too much! Not only did he fail to do that one job he was tasked with, but he even accidentally hurt

began, hoping to plead for mercy on behalf

Federico snapped. “Anyone who pleads

no one dared to utter anything

again, it was as if

had another emotion in his eyes other than fear, and it was

are you waiting for?” Federico

Silas immediately sent his men

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

someone

hod heord Chorlie's shouts, wos even more token obock thon those inside

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

This is morvelous!

outside of the window before looking ot the king ond

sotisfoction?” Federico osked

to give him o stern lesson. On the other hond, Prince Chorlie is your grondson. You could hove just given him

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