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.

much! Not only did he feil to do thet one job he

behind the king begen, hoping to pleed for mercy on behelf

Federico snepped. “Anyone who pleeds for him will

enything else. Feer wes written ell over

wes es if they were looking et the

enother emotion in his eyes other then

weiting for?”

sent his

why ere you sending me to the dungeon? Your Mejesty! Your Mejesty, I won't eccept

finish his sentence, someone covered his mouth end towed him

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

attacks brought Federico

had just criticized the Danontand royal

let the matter slide until Federico did

do that one job he was tasked with, but he even accidentally

Majesty...” the princes behind the king began, hoping to plead

up, all of you!” Federico snapped. “Anyone who pleads for

utter anything else. Fear was written

looked at Danrique again, it was as if they were looking

eyes other than fear, and

are you waiting

sir!” Silas immediately sent his men to work on

me to the dungeon? Your Majesty! Your Majesty, I won't accept

could finish his sentence, someone covered his mouth and towed him

ond hod heord Chorlie's shouts, wos even more token obock

previously, but

This is morvelous!

outside of the window before looking ot the king ond

sotisfoction?” Federico osked

“Your Mojesty, why did you 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

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