Chapter 30

Aethelfrith's POV

"My punishment is to get married to Leon," Tyramon announced, her words sounding like thunder to my ears. It felt as if I had lost my sense of hearing.

"Or?" Leon asked, how could he be so sure there is an alternative?

"I will leave the kingdom and never return," Tyramon said, her eyes on her Palm.

Leon breathed a sigh of relief, "You are taking the latter," he hurriedly said.

"Hmmm," Tyramon lifted her head to look at Leon, as if not expecting him to say what he had just said.

"What? You are obviously taking the latter, aren't you?" Leon raised his eyebrows.

"Crimson doesn't have that type of right," I said, my voice firm. I was about to leave the room to Crimson when Leon held my right wrist.

"Crimson has the right, I mean she has the right to arrange my marriage," Leon said. I could clearly hear the amusement in his voice.

"Is it funny," I question

"It's not," Leon was talking when I interrupted, "Crimson has the right on you and not on Tyramon!" I yelled out.

How