Chapter 51: The beginning of the change (unedited)
âFiona Heilon⌠itâs really not that bad.â
âWhat are you doing here?â
As Enoch was in his thoughts, he had no idea someone was near him. He was startled by the voice for a second, then turned his head. There stood Sigren. Enoch had seen Sigren at least once or twice in an informal setting even before SIgren was declared as the official prince. Of course, in that encounter, Sigren was not worthy of his attention. So he pretty much ignored Sigren completely.
But did that guy hear what he just mumbled?
âWait, what if he did hear? Heâs just a lucky illegitimate child anyway.â
âTo even talk to this older brother without saying hello, I guess you donât even know the basics because youâre a half-blood.â
ââŚ.â
It hurt Enochâs self-esteem that this guy only looked at him for a short time.
Sigren looked down at the place where Enochâs gaze had just stayed with a mysterious expression.
Enoch then opened his mouth as he notice wh Sigren was looking at. âYeah, you said you came from Heilon too. Then you must know something about her. Tell me about her.â
A cold smile appeared on Sigrenâs face whose had never reacted to anything before. âI donât know what the intent of this question is, butâŚâ
Enoch was looking at Fiona, so he couldnât see Sigrenâs face. âSince sheâs a pretty girl, this prince kind of thinking to hold her on my side for a while. Iâve been bored lately.â
Sigrenâs eyes darkened hearing those words. Then he replied in a cold tone. âA pathetic reason not even worthy of an answer.â
âWhat?â Enoch frowned hearing Sigrenâs unexpected answer. Enraged, Enoch pulled SIgren by the collar. What was this bastard talking to him?
Sigren stared at Enoch annoyed as he tried to stop himself not to break his opponentâs wrist reflexively.
Which of course, Enoch didnât know that.
âWhat kind of behavior does his cheeky bastard have to dare to say that to this Crown Prince?!â
Then Enoch swung his fist at Sigren.
ââŚ.!â
However, his fist was caught in Sigrenâs hand at once. Even more, when he tried to pull his hand out, his hand was stuck.
Sigren smiled sarcastically when he saw Enochâs face getting red. âLetâs try a little harder, older brother?â
âYou! You damn bastard!â
Enoch tried to pull Sigren by the collar, which he was still holding, but SIgren did not move.
A cynical smile appeared for a moment on Sigrenâs face, then his face quickly changed into a frighteningly cold expression. His blue-grey eyes looked down at Enoch. âIs it my turn already?â
It was such a creepy voice that gave Enoch goosebumps.
Sigren grabbed Enochâs collar and pushed him forward.
ââŚ.!â
The strength was so strong that Enoch could not hold out for even a few seconds. In an instant, his back was pressed against the pillar. Enoch, who was strangled by the collar, could only make a squeaky sound.
âEsc..escortâŚâ
Enoch tried to summon his escort, but it was a meaningless attempt. His throat was pressed so his voice barely came out. Moreover, because Enochâs body was covered by a pillar, people could not see what happened between them.
Sigren bowed his head and spoke in a low tone in Enochâs ear. âI give a warningâŚâ
ââŚ.â
âI have no interest of your position or even emperorâŚâ
âUh..uhâŚ.â
âBecause thereâs only one thing I want in this worldâŚ.â
A cold voice rang in Enoch ear.
âHowever, if someone ever tried to touch herâŚâ
It was getting harder for Enoch to breathe.
âWhoever that personâŚwhat kind of position that person hadâŚâ
Sigren whispered slowly.
âIâm going to kill that person in the most painful way, brother.â
Then Sigren released his hand that was holding Enoch by the collar.
âGASP!â Enoch leaned against the pillar for a second before sliding down, trying to take oxygen as much as he could.
Sigren looked down at him expressionlessly.
âHow, how dare you do this to me, you crazy bastardâŚ.!â Enoch looked at Sigren as if he wanted to kill him while exhaling.
âOne day, I will surely hang your lowly head on the wall!â Enoch was shrieking abuse at Sigren.
Sigren raised one corner of his mouth and smirked at Enoch with a cynical sneer. âI look forward to it, brother.â