She turned around again, shaking her head.
“Third Brother was looking for you,” said Vrehan, still looking pissed.
Cassandra realized he was angry at his sister as well. He probably didn’t like getting involved and having to face Kairen.
However, something felt wrong with Phetra, too. Unlike her revealing dress from earlier, she was covered in a purple shawl, covering her body and even a bit of her face. Cassandra wondered why she had put that thing on?
“I…I only…”
Kairen wasn’t going to show any patience with her. He walked the distance that separated them and grabbed her throat, just like he had her brother earlier, making her squeal like a pig. She panicked immediately, trying to free herself and screaming like crazy.
“Let me go! Let me go! You can’t hurt me! You can’t hurt me!”
“Phetra, will you stop screaming like this, it’s extremely disagreeable to my ears,” said the Emperor, annoyed. “Kairen claims you threatened his concubine, what happened?”
“Her…her bitch servant insulted me! Father! That dirty servant insulted me, and the slave concubine attacked me!”
“Who attacked who?” said Kareen, frowning. “Phetra, you lying little snake! Didn’t you draw a sword in the presence of a dragon’s son!”
Phetra ignored her, still screaming, begging to get her Father’s attention and for him to take pity on her.
“Father, they disfigured me! Look what that witch did to my body! Father, you must have justice for me!”
Indeed, the shawl had slid down with Kairen holding her in the air, and now, everyone could see the large red rashes on her skin. Kareen sneered, visibly satisfied.
“What…What is that?” said the Emperor, lost.
“An allergic reaction, I believe, your Highness,” sighed Cassandra. “I did throw some dirty water on Princess Phetra.”
“Why would you do that? Kareen, dearest, what was that about a sword?”
“Princess Phetra came to my Medicinal Garden earlier, your Highness,” explained Cassandra, stepping forward. “She acted recklessly, and I got scared. My servant tried to defend me, but Princess Phetra took out a sword to attack me. I reacted and threw… ahem, some water on her, which certainly caused her…current condition.”
The Emperor took a minute to take it all in, but meanwhile, Phetra started screaming again.
“Her damn servant attacked me! She insulted me! I want her head, Father! Father, you can’t let me be insulted like this! I am an Imperial Princess!”
Krai growled, and it was obvious the dragon was trying to get to her. It only made her panic and scream even more.
“Father! Father! He will kill me! Brother! Brother help me!”
However, Vrehan remained silent, ignoring her as if this situation was completely unrelated to him. Cassandra hated that, he was abandoning his sister in such a situation.
As she kept screaming, Kairen suddenly tightened his grip, choking her a bit. He wasn’t suffocating her, but at least she had to stop screaming if she wanted to breathe. Truth was, Cassandra hated seeing a woman mistreated like this, but Phetra had gone over a limit this time.
The Emperor shook his head.
“Kairen, son, enough. I don’t want you killing your siblings in the middle of my Imperial Chamber!”
“She insulted and assaulted Cassandra,” hissed the War God. “I will not let this go.”
“Calm down, calm down, will you! Cassandra is fine, isn’t she? She’s just…”
“Since when do you know anything about pregnant women, you old man!” roared Kareen, making the Emperor jump. “Fine? Do you know how fragile she is at the moment? What if she had lost her child? What if Phetra had injured her!”
“Calm down, dearie, I will handle this. But first, Kairen, let her go, please, Son.”
“Kairen…” said Cassandra, gently.
