Predatory Marriage

s face.
He seemed to be having fun, taunting Blain.
He stared at him as if asking if he wanted to try it.

“I heard it’s hard to get ingredients in the sand desert, but I’m worried that unfamiliar food might not suit your taste.”

Although Blain’s words implied that the food Ishakan was eating was far more precious than just a normal meal, Ishakan’s expression remained the same; relaxed and carefree.
He was a king after all, no matter how rare the food, what was there that he could not get? Ishakan briefly opened his mouth, and drawled.

“That’s what I’m saying.
More than I expected…”

He tilted his head, eyes turning to look at Leah.
From her large amethyst eyes, to her small nose, pouty lips and small chin, he mapped her face in his eyes.
Traveling further, he reached where her porcelain skin met the neck of her dress, which was gently wrapped around her shoulders, like a silk cocoon.

He’s eyes ravaged her, examining every soft curve, and texture of the beauty before him.
Soon, he reached for a serviette cloth, intricately embroidered with lace.
The tip of his fingers leisurely wrapping around it as he brought it to his mouth.

“…so much better.”

It was strange to learn of the affection he could express with the light, pleasant and calm tone.
For someone who was an absolute beast in the sheets, and knew how to use his masculine body to make a woman feel good, he was surprisingly gentle.
With an indescribable like in his eyes, he whispered.

“I want to stay in Estia for a long time.”

The grind of teeth could be heard from the opposite side of the table.
Blain’s eyes flashed deadly pale.
The noble sarcasm that had meant to humiliate Ishakan in the Estian society, had not even laid a small scratch.
In front of a man who was the fierce embodiment of a beast, sharp words were weak; all bark but no bite to him.

At this point, even the tactless Estian King seemed to recognize that the situation had taken an odd turn.
The king looked at Blaine and Ishakan in bewilderment.

However, the king had long been out of the minds of two men.
Blain who completely was caught up in his anger, forgot everything that told him to remain silent.
The delicate nature of the political situation before him vanished with his anger, and he opened his mouth, fury in his eyes.

“I heard that the King of Kurkans has not yet married.”

He uttered what he should not say.
“Will you plunder a bride in Estia?”

Surprised, Leah grabbed him by the forearm, but he immediately shook off Leah’s hand.

“Blain.”

Feeling the seriousness of the situation, the Estian King also called out his name and warned.
But despite the warnings from his family, Blain refused and ignored them.

“At least I hope the king won’t do that.”

Blain ended his words by twisting his mouth into a sneer.

“It is considered a barbaric act on the continent.”