Aaron Wyatt viciously kicked over the nearby sofa and roared, "Obey orders? Whose orders? I've already gone this far—is it still not enough to satisfy you?!"
Chase Lynch said nothing.
"Five years ago, I wanted to make her my wife! You all kept saying the lives of five thousand soldiers rested on my shoulders, all on my shoulders! Fine! I endured it!"
"You said getting close to her would help me secure the throne faster. Fine. As long as I could be with her, I had no objections. And you promised me—you promised you wouldn't harm her! Now what is this? What are you doing?! HUH?! That's her only brother! You're trying to kill her!"
'If it weren't for this damned status, he probably would have been with Annabelle long ago.'
In that moment, Aaron Wyatt hated his own status!
'All he wanted was to be with Annabelle, to let her live a peaceful, carefree life. Why was that so difficult?'
