"They were already there, Your Highness, the seventh prince. I guess we should be looking forward to a reunion, huh?"
"What…" Roman ground his teeth, and unlike earlier, he found the strength to crawl with his beaten body to the metal bars. He clung onto it, carrying his weight, but failed to stand up.
"What did you say?" he asked, along with his deep exhale, ignoring the saliva and blood that went out of his mouth.
Aries's eyes were cold as she looked down at him. This man had always carried himself with pride and dignity, but now he just looked desperate and pathetic. But she couldn't judge him, especially because he cherished Violet. Everyone would look pathetic in his situation.
"Joaquin planted people to follow you during the hunting season." Aries simply shrugged. "You can guess what happens even if they lost you. You know my husband."
