Duke, This Will Sting for a Moment (30 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 118

All the way from the Imperial Palace to the Grand Duke’s mansion, Blanca, the white steed, desperately needed earplugs.

She had met the Grand Duke countless times alongside Solace on various battlefields, yet she had never realized he could be this petty and noisy.

“To you, what exactly am I?”

Frost kept pressing Yuriella with that question, slipping it in like a refrain each time he switched topics.

“My lord, please don’t get worked up—it’s bad for your health.”

“It’s only been two days! I left the capital for two days—spent one visiting the Imperial Palace and the Swan Palace, and the other having a private audience with the Emperor and returning with some utterly absurd proposal!”

Blanca wanted nothing more than to toss the Grand Duke off her back right then and there, but her master’s obvious fondness for him was far too evident, so she just ground her large teeth and hurried her steps even more.

“I’ve already told you several times—I never made any such proposal. I really didn’t.”

Blanca could tell from her master’s voice alone that she was lying. She could also sense her master hastily brushing away the pricking guilt in her heart.

But her master was always right—it was the Grand Duke who was being annoyingly loud.

“Do you really expect me to believe that? I wonder what on earth is inside your head that lets you even consider such a thing. How could you possibly do that?”

For the first time ever, Blanca, who cherished every moment spent with her master above all else, was desperate to get back to her own private stable as quickly as possible. That’s how relentless and noisy the Grand Duke’s nagging had become.

“Was it pity that made you feel sorry for Justin meeting his cruel mother and becoming tainted by darkness? Why do you think he shattered the Lord of the Magic Tower’s magic right before your eyes? Because you’re so gentle and kind-hearted, he saw an opening to exploit you! And yet, you’re forgetting what the Emperor did to you out of sheer compassion?”

The Grand Duke’s anger, once ignited, burned endlessly, fueled by worry and love. Was this ice-cold Grand Duke really the same man known as colder than ice?

“I absolutely didn’t make that proposal. But even if I had—it would’ve been a way to achieve maximum gain with minimal sacrifice.”

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