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The villianess princess's heartless Paladin [ch_2]
"Princess..."
He spoke in his serious tone. And for some reasons his addressing her as princess irritated her.
She was his wife, they were married to each other for ten years and still he calls her princess. She knows he hated her... she understands he was a cold hearted man but at least once he could have trusted her and let her warm his frosted heart.
A tiny chuckle escaped from Valérie's lips , she almost forgot who that man loved. How can she expect love from a man who has someone else encrypted in his heart?
Lord Paladin, Ezekiel de La Perrière the rumoured tyrant was her husband whose face she never , not even once seen. The man whose war achievements were known to every citizen of the Obela empire. The man who hated his wife and had an affair with his wife's step sister. Right now the same man was standing there in armour, face covered with a silver helmet. His fingers holding a tight grip of his sword.
Valérie squeezed her chest in grief. She now realised why that man was here. The man who neglected her, refused to see her is here with his sword to kill her of course.
"H-Honey..."
She tears up , god knows how long she has wanted to call him this dearly. She hitched and stares emotionally at the cold silhouette... matching her pure jewelled blue eyes with his murderous...
He spoke in his serious tone. And for some reasons his addressing her as princess irritated her.
She was his wife, they were married to each other for ten years and still he calls her princess. She knows he hated her... she understands he was a cold hearted man but at least once he could have trusted her and let her warm his frosted heart.
A tiny chuckle escaped from Valérie's lips , she almost forgot who that man loved. How can she expect love from a man who has someone else encrypted in his heart?
Lord Paladin, Ezekiel de La Perrière the rumoured tyrant was her husband whose face she never , not even once seen. The man whose war achievements were known to every citizen of the Obela empire. The man who hated his wife and had an affair with his wife's step sister. Right now the same man was standing there in armour, face covered with a silver helmet. His fingers holding a tight grip of his sword.
Valérie squeezed her chest in grief. She now realised why that man was here. The man who neglected her, refused to see her is here with his sword to kill her of course.
"H-Honey..."
She tears up , god knows how long she has wanted to call him this dearly. She hitched and stares emotionally at the cold silhouette... matching her pure jewelled blue eyes with his murderous...
