"Are you suggesting that you know what my grandfather thinks or your words and his words are the same?" his eyes went cold instantly and the count felt that he was freezing and then getting burnt in the depths of hell. His body shuddered and he only felt better when he bowed his head.
Confusion and shock registered on their faces. Dami had always been cold and indifferent but one mention of his grandfather and he always yielded to them as if it was a rule. He would do anything and bear their nonsense as long as the words come out from the side of his grandfather. But now the count was humiliated.
"Shall I ask guards to help you?" his voice broke everyone's dazed state and they bid their goodbyes and farewells. Many realized that the balance of power was changing in the palace and congratulated him again on his marriage to flatter him.
