"Lord Rovert, it's dangerous!"
A soldier burst into Rovert's study, gasping for breath.
Rovert, who had been leisurely admiring his pink nails, jolted in surprise and shot the soldier a displeased look.
"Couldn't you enter more quietly? You startled me, you know?" He complained irritably.
The soldier quickly realized his mistake and bowed in haste.
"I'm sorry, my lord. I was too panicked and forgot proper etiquette in your presence. Once again, I apologize," he said anxiously.
If he could turn back time just a few seconds, he would never have done something so foolish.
Those who had served in the Castellan family mansion long enough knew how terrifying Rovert Castellan, the family head, truly was.
On the surface, he appeared friendly and approachable. In reality, he was cruel—anyone who dared oppose him was punished without mercy.
