Evelyn, seeing her "fiancé's" indifference, felt her blood boil with rage. Never in her life had she been so ignored.
Isn't he supposed to scream with rage when he sees me with his brother? All that look of firmness and confidence he gave me in the garden... was it an act?
Evelyn was conflicted; it was the first time she had ever felt that way. Kael was supposed to explode with rage when he saw her, and then, with a few sweet words, she would calm him down. That way, she could train him like a dog.
However, all she received was indifference. It was as if he wasn't looking at her as a woman, but as a piece of rotten meat. She couldn't accept that; her pride wouldn't allow it.
Me, Evelyn Blossom, the most desired flower among all the young nobles of the kingdom of Aragon, being ignored like this? Unacceptable!
Separating herself from Jasper, she approached Kael. Standing in front of him, arms crossed and her expression twisted with rage, she spoke:
