"U-uh, yes, your highness." He slightly bowed his head, and Valerio's grip on his wrist tightened.
"Y-your highness, you are hurting my wrist." He stuttered as he could feel Valerio nearly breaking his bones.
"Valerio, let him go." Vincent said to him, and Valerio immediately let go of him.
"Let's go." He said to Vincent, and together they walked out of the house and out of the building.
The moment they arrived outside, Valerio instantly turned around to look at Vincent. "Is this why you always want me to accompany you? Can't you stand up for yourself?" He questioned.
"That's not it, Valerio. I just don't retaliate because of my mother. She is not in a good condition, and I don't want to make things worse for her." He explained with a cynical expression on his face, and a deep breath exited Valerio's nose.
