"Stop!" Just as Aileen lunged at Jesse, a voice echoed in a clearing, causing the two of them to stop at once. Yakov turned to look at the top of the stairs and saw Cian. Dressed in a loose-fitting white robe with his long hair left loose, he was a sight prettier than any woman but Yakov only felt disgruntled upon seeing him, he has been keeping an eye on this manner hoping that he wouldn't make trouble yet here he was making a mess without even batting an eye.
And that too when Yakov thought that this man has learned his lesson.
Sensing Yakov's gaze, Cian turned his head to look in his direction, causing the latter to raise a brow. Sparks flew lightly as soon as they looked at each other before Cian smiled delicately and said, " Since the first consort is already here, then there is no need for you to trouble yourself, Jesse. Sending the first consort back to his palace would be certainly wrong of us."
