Chapter 8

Ash began to pant heavily, moving closer to a terrified Myan. The scared servant took fearful steps backward, sobbing hard and using her arms as a facial shield.

He tossed the melted crown to the floor and repeated his words, “You are not the fourth princess!” He stamped his words with an angry roar.

Myan gasped and fell to her knees. She bowed her head until it touched the floor, “My lord! There has been a misunderstanding. It was not my intention to trick you, believe me.” She had never felt so afraid in her entire life.

“Where is the fourth princess?” He asked her. She caught the change of skin shade from the corner of her eyes. Although he was still at his normal height, his skin was bloody red, redder than when he took his beastly form.

“I asked you a question, where is the fourth princess?!” The word ‘princess’ blended with an actual roar from him.

He was losing self-control, and the