It was a difficult time to be alive, thought Kyle, who knew better than to breathe wrong at this time.
He understood how Ollie was worried about his sworn brother, Luca, but couldn't really tell the mop about the bigger issue—the might of the House of Kyros.
Or worse, a mother's unconditional love for her son.
And just by looking at the furrowed brows of Duchess Amelia, he should be able to tell which one was worse.
The worried mother obviously didn't expect any of this. But couldn't really say anything when she, herself, saw the raging energy surrounding her son.
But it didn't mean that she was alright with any of this.
If anything, she was far from fine.
In fact, Duchess Amelia looked about ready to go ham.
But what truly had her vibrating with unreleased fury wasn't just the spiritual overload or the suspiciously long cockpit nap—it was him.
That boy.
The one who said he was already in a relationship.
