"Brother-in-law?! He's addressing me as brother-in-law already?!" Ezekiel burst out as soon as he dismissed everyone inside the room. Not that he detested it, but it felt weird for him to hear, especially since he had only met the king that night.
"He looks far too confident already. Isn't it a bit too early for that?" he scoffed with a frown.
There was no way that he would go easy on him. And that not only applied to the Werewolf King, but also to the Vampire King as well.
They were only lucky that he was far too preoccupied with the looming war. If not, he would've already peeled and skinned those two kings alive just to make sure that they would treat his sisters with the utter respect and care they deserved.
"Your Highness? This is Jayra," the mage called out from outside his tent. Can I come in?"
"Yes. Come in, Jayra," Ezekiel said, letting out a loud sigh as he was finally pulled out of his rant.
