The Rejected Proposal
In contrast to the warm room, the atmosphere around the people seated opposite each other remained frosty.
Ronan furrowed his brow deeply, trying to process what the red-haired human sitting in front of him had just said. The red-haired man seemed completely unperturbed by the shock the two people across him showed. He actually looked satisfied. The smile on his lips exuded an air of smug pride that refused to wane.
"I may have misheard. Could you repeat what you just said?' Ronan asked calmly.
Arielle, cradling Sartaq, reached out to touch her husband's hand. She sensed an impending storm brewing beneath her husband's composed facade. With a gentle touch, she tried to restrain him from being impulsive and discuss the matter carefully.
"I will marry Suri because she is my mate. I'll also take her back to Birwick too," declared Maxieno with an air of nonchalance.