He Threw Away and Sold to the Devil 55

Cassian let go of Abril’s hand, facing his brother’s stern look that seemed to ask when he would let go. He stayed a few steps behind as they headed into a house near the port. 

Upon entering the house, Alessandro asked a servant who was arranging some flowers to bring fresh drinks for their guests. The servant looked at the king’s hand holding that of a beautiful redhead. He knew that red hair was rare and that only direct descendants of the Venobich family had it. He immediately deduced who the woman was: the king’s wife. He bowed his head, and for a moment, a faint smile appeared on his lips. Alessandro walked past, but Abril saw something sinister and terrifying in his smile. 

She felt a chill run down her spine, as if she knew what was in his heart, and it was nothing good. 

Alessandro led them to a small room. Cassian sat on a brown sofa, Alessandro sat on the one opposite him, and Abril remained standing, not quite sure what to do. Alessandro took her hand and said, “Sit down, you look tired.” 

Abril sat next to him, nervously moving her hands as she usually did when she was very nervous. Alessandro held her hands and said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you a moment 

It’s just that I’m very tired, and this place isn’t very safe right now.” 

ago. 

“I understand.” 

The servant entered the room with a tray in his hands, offered them lemonade, and then prepared to cross the door. But before doing so, he looked at the princess for a moment and then left, leaving them alone. 

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