"Can't have a deadweight holding me back.
You should go to any of the Kingdoms. With your talent, they will accept you, and as long as you do what the King tells you, you will live below one and above all. You will live lavishly."
Kael smiled politely.
Lavinia narrowed her eyes.
"Did you just… call me a deadweight?"
"Hmm? I apologize. I wasn't trying to be rude. I respect your decision not to stand against the one who wronged you because he is too strong. Any sane person would do the same."
Kael nodded respectfully.
Lavinia, however, could sense his disdain.
"Any sane person would indeed do the same."
She spoke, trying to make her point.
"Yes, that is what I said."
Kael nodded again, but once again, Lavinia didn't like his tone. She didn't like how this man agreed with her, when in his mind, he couldn't be any more disinterested. She didn't understand what this feeling was, but it was definitely frustrating.
"What do you want me to do!?"
She burst out.
