Chapter 162: Fantasy Races (part 4)

I realized Alexandria hated Rhea at this point, and would undoubtedly try to sink her teeth into her neck whenever she gets the chance, but then as the two were having a deadly staring contest and I'm in the middle of the two as they both hug each of my arms, a man appeared right in front of us, his long brown hair reaches to his back, and his sharp emerald eyes pierces through me.

"Dear, don't you have other matters to attend to?"

Rhea shuddered and looked up in slight fear as the person's voice sounded irritated as if he woke up on the wrong side of the bed. The man crossed his arms as he's looking down at me.

"F-father, yes I'll be going now to prepare for diplomacy, and I bid you farewell, for now, Sir. Rai."