Her words slipped through the door and straight into Edmund's heart like a dagger.
[How could she not be afraid of me?]
[I look like I just slaughtered a whole army—wait, I did kill a lot of people tonight.]
[Shit! What if she wants to divorce me again after finding out I've killed people?]
[No! No! If she divorces me, the human kingdom will think it's her fault and might punish her.]
[Damn it! I should've learned how to kill without turning into a walking puddle of blood.]
Primrose slowly stepped back from the door, not because she wanted to run away, but because she was trying to make sense of what she just heard.
From the mess in Edmund's mind, it was clear now why he was so afraid of her reaction. The Emperor of Vellmoria would indeed make things difficult if they ever divorced, and Edmund knew it.
No wonder he looked like he was on the verge of a breakdown.
Well, he wasn't wrong at all.
