Those words dripped with arrogance and unmistakable contempt, daring anyone to challenge her.
Let's see who would even dare to return it.
Aria stood her ground, facing the unruly group.
"So, you have it, Goldie. Hand it over now, and nothing bad will happen to you." One of them sneered.
"Who are you again?" Aria shot back at their Boss, her gaze sharp and entirely unbothered by whoever else might be speaking.
The older man with the eyepatch cleared his throat.
He realized he had never properly introduced himself to this beautiful Golden Princess.
Being asked for his name, he wasn't sure what to say, but he wanted to make a good impression.
"I am your future husband, my dear Golden Princess." The older man paused, then spoke smoothly, his voice cold and almost seductive.
"I am the leader of Base E, right next to this city. You may call me Husband… or perhaps Michael."
