Darius’ POV

“What happened to your cheek, Your Highness?”

“Don’t touch me!”

I immediately snapped the hand of Duchess Azalea when he was about to touch my cheek, which had a huge cut. I glared at her, who was shocked by what I did.

“You know who did this. Stop acting,” I said and rolled my eyes, walking out from the veranda.

“Your Highness! I must tend that right now!”

How will I even trust you when you are a confidant to my evil mother?

I might choose to get this infected ...