"On that note," Rafael added, "I also will not be consummating my marriage with Lady Elinora. Her title as my concubine will only be such― a title."
"A marriage without consummation is as good as none," King Recaldo said with a sneer, slamming his clenched fist against the armrest of his throne.
However, Rafael didn't even flinch. He stood there unwaveringly, his expression cool as he stared at his father, completely ignoring the way Elinora turned her gaze back and forth between King Recaldo and Rafael. Finally, her eyes landed on Soleia, and her anger finally boiled to its highest point.
She clenched her fists by her side, her teeth gritted so tightly together that it was close to cracking. Hatred bled from her eyes, and the longer she stared at Soleia, the more heat Soleia felt on her skin.
