Scarlett POV
My words were sharp and conclusive, and Jaxen’s face lost all its color as if a light had been turned off. His lips began to turn white. His throat constricted, his prominent Adam's apple moving forcefully beneath his skin, and his eyes momentarily blazed with a golden light.
"My apology for the k********g has already been made," he stated. You haven't forgiven me, have you?
He kept apologizing endlessly, hoping that enough apologies would somehow make the problem vanish. It was as if nothing else had importance.
A small, bitter laugh came out of me unintentionally.
How about making someone who looked down on everyone from the top of the food chain finally grasp the concept of the last straw?
Hardly possible.
That was discovered by me quite some time ago.
The k******
