“Please, Your Majesty.” Lorenzo bowed his head low and pleaded, “Please try to understand. He is not someone to be trifled with. He is… he is dangerous!”
“Then even more reason for me to talk with him directly, don’t you think?” Everard ground his teeth. He didn’t like how Lorenzo was treating him as someone who would be scared of some random man.
Lorenzo raised his head to look Everard in the eyes. He could see the displeased look in the King’s eyes, and he could guess what the King must have been thinking.
So, he tried to convince the King otherwise, “Your Majesty, I am not saying that he is dangerous for nothing. He is the brother of the late alpha! And if he is anything like the late alpha, which I think he is, then you should be really cautious. Those lots are madmen. They can do anything to anyone. They won’t hesitate at all.”
Jerome had arrived at the garden a little while ago and he was listening to the conversation between Everard and Lorenzo in silence.
