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Chapter 2

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Beatrice Chapter 2

The relief she felt was immeasurable, but Beatrice still couldn’t calm her trembling knees. Just from the memory of his gaze looking down at her made her breathing falter significantly.

She fixed her eyes on Alexandro’s receding back.

Without a doubt, he was the most ferocious man she had ever seen. Beatrice didn’t need to see him kill people to know that he, the person who possessed the supreme power in this room, was more callous than the knight who took her maid’s life.

Alexandro Graham was the only heir to the aristocratic family that now has the greatest wealth, power and military presence in the empire. Gilbert looked up at him with a glimmer of hope.

‘I heard he grew up hating slaughters. I guess the rumors aren’t wrong.’

However, Alexandro still had participated in every war. Thanks to this, he was given the title of Commander of the Knights, but rumors about his expeditions were quite disconcerting.

“Then, as you promised, when will I receive my prize? When will I have the land of El Pasa”

El Pasa, the last remaining independent country on the continent, had disappeared from history as of today. With its downfall, Gilbert couldn’t be any prouder of himself for joining forces with the Grahams, the foremost elite family of the Nosteros Empire.

This incident would go down in history because of his betrayal. A traitor. Yet, he felt no shame in it.

Gilbert, the king’s son-in-law, was promised half of El Pasa’s territory and a posthumous title of a lord as a payment for his committed treason.

‘The Grahams never break their promises.’

The puppet Emperor of Nosteros was not involved in any political affairs because the lad was weak and young. Behind him, Duncan Graham examined and controlled all his affairs. This was a fact that everyone in the Empire knew.

“Commander Graham…?” A servile expression and a flabby body, Gilbert’s eyes twinkled as though of a child waiting for his candy.

Alexandro did not like those beady eyes which were filled with nothing but greed. He slipped his fingers on the table.

‘What a shameless twit .’

“I heard that the princess is your wife. The last royal blood of El Pasa. Will you take her in exchange for the promised territory?”

Unexpectedly, Alexandro proposed a deal using his wife, Princess Beatrice, as collateral. Yet, before he asked, he already knew Gilbert’s response. An answer from someone who betrayed everyone, even his kin, and turned his back on his own country was not hard to predict.

‘What will this greedy man say to refuse?’

“Did you keep Princess Beatrice alive?” Gilbert retorted with astonishment. It was such an interesting sight to see his small eyes open wide for the first time. His fat hands perspired noticeably.

“Won’t you have several women in Nosteros? She’s only a half-royalty anyway, so I don’t care what you do with her, Your Excellency.” As if the mention of his wife was truly a waste of his time, Gilbert spoke in a rash, gruff tone.