Chapter 433 – Prelude of the Wedding [2]
"Me…or this bitch I am going to kill?" Esmeray asked, and her voice did not sound like that of someone making an empty threat.
No.
Her Essence was already churning, and the air around them grew deathly cold as wandering souls began to screech, releasing sounds neither Dorian nor Javiona could hear, yet both could somehow feel the atrocity carried within them.
Esmeray was truly going to kill her.
Javiona had known that the Princess wanted her dead, of course, but some part of her had still refused to believe that someone so young would genuinely go this far over something like this. Now, as Esmeray's overwhelming killing intent locked onto her, Javiona's heterochromatic eyes widened and a shudder ran through her body.
This girl was actually going to do it.
Unfortunately for Esmeray, Dorian was both stronger and faster.
He brought his hands together in a single violent clap.
