Shackled To The Enemy King - Chapter 72: Intoxicating Darkness

... ft, disdainful scoff.

The men immediately lowered their heads, shame written all over their faces. They had stood there. They had watched. And they had done nothing.

Her gaze shifted to Sebastian. "Can you handle the rest?" she asked coolly. "Or should I call someone?"

If they were too spineless to deal with a few half-conscious men, she could simply call Alexander. Cleaning up messes like this was child’s play for him.

"He’ll handle them," Maximilian answered bef ...