"I will befriend anyone but not Leon," Radulf refused bringing the Crown Prince to his side.
"What? Why?" Zenna looked at him with a confused gaze.
"Because I don't like Leon. I don't trust him," Radulf stated.
"Don't talk like that, Radulf. Aren't you supposed to defeat the Alpha King? And there's no incident when you and Crown Prince Leon fight with each other. Then, why are so heated up?" Zenna questioned him with a frown.
"He eyes you, Zenna. You think I will forgive him for what he did to you in my absence. I'm waiting for the right time to k–" Radulf stopped himself from uttering the last two words as he noticed the bewildered look on Zenna's face.
"I won't join hands with Leon. That's final," Radulf said.
"He grabbed my hand without my permission once. Nothing more. You don't need to grow an enmity toward the Crown Prince, who himself is trapped there. Today, when he spoke to me, I could see it in his eyes, he is a prisoner in his own home."
