Watching Noah marching backward, Randall couldn't shed the angry glare from his panicked face, but, he stopped moving towards him by stomping his boot. He gritted his jowls and snarled at him angrily, "How could you ask me such an indecent question? You foolish punk, don't you realize what kind of disgrace might taint His Grace's reputation from being labeled with a man? He is the future emperor of this kingdom, have you forgotten that!?"
Randall's scary howl stunned Noah a little as he stopped moving and kept a blank gaze towards his face. Noah didn't realize his question would trigger him this hard, but after he realized what he had blurted out, especially after hearing his explanation, Noah leaned his face down. A throbbing unusual ache stirred down his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.
