#Chapter67

SILVAN

"My lord, please reconsider!"

That was the tenth time I heard that plea and my ears were starting to ring. I leaned at the back of my throne and gave the elder who just loudly spoke with a glare. He instantly froze. However, after a few seconds, he gripped his heart and once again pleaded with the others.

"My lord, please think about it again!"

It was early in the afternoon and my forehead was throbbing because of tiredness.

'Hmmmp. These old fogeys knew how to ruin my mood,' I thought as I gave them a glare, immediately shutting them up.

'If Emma didn't tell me to attend...