Stealing his daughter?
Primrose frowned. As far as she could remember, Edmund had never kidnapped anyone’s daughter. Yes, sometimes her husband did questionable things, but she was sure that he would never go as far as kidnapping a girl.
Besides, how could she take his words seriously when he was wearing Averon’s face? Just looking at that familiar face made everything feel wrong.
"It seems you’ve come to the wrong person," Primrose said calmly. On the outside, she looked calm, but inside, her thoughts were in complete chaos. "My husband has never done something like that. But if you’re really sure he took your daughter, then tell me your name. And stop hiding behind someone else’s face."
The man smiled and leaned back in his chair, looking relaxed. He observed her for a moment before speaking.
"I didn’t expect you to be this brave," he said. He tilted his head slightly. "Usually, you can’t even look me in the eye. You wouldn’t talk to me like this either. At least... not until the last time."
Primrose looked at him in confusion, because she was sure she had never seen this man before. But then again, how could she be certain when he wasn’t even showing his real face?
[I want to kick him out right now...] Solene thought angrily. She clenched her teeth. [But Her Majesty keeps holding my hand. It’s like she wants to keep talking to him.]
To be honest, Primrose didn’t want to continue this conversation. Every second with this man made her uneasy.
But she knew the whole manor was probably already under his magic. That was why he looked so confident, and that was also why she still couldn’t read his thoughts at all.
Still... part of her was curious.
The way he spoke, the way he looked at her... it was as if he truly knew her very well.
Even though he was wearing someone else’s face, she felt a strange sense of familiarity, like she had met him before.
But when? And where?
After a moment, she finally asked, "Who are you?" Then she added firmly, "We’ve never met before. So please, stop talking nonsense."
Instead of answering her, he simply asked, "What nonsense?"
Primrose narrowed her eyes. "You said my husband kidnapped your daughter. You said I’m afraid to look at you. None of that is true," she replied coldly. "Those things never happened."
She took a deep breath before continuing, "You’re wasting my time. If you don’t have anything important to say, then leave now."
"Why are you being so rude?" the man suddenly snapped as he stood up from his chair.
At the same time, Solene stepped forward, her hand already moving toward her sword, and she was ready to draw it at any moment.
This time, Primrose didn’t stop her because she knew this man was about to do something dangerous.
"Oh, relax," the man said casually.
He turned his head toward Solene. Just a few seconds later, Solene froze. Her whole body became stiff, as if she had turned into stone.
Her eyes widened in shock, and panic rushed into her chest.
This was the first time in her life that someone had made her completely unable to move. No matter how hard she tried, her body wouldn’t listen to her. In fact, the more she struggled, the more it hurt, until tears almost filled her eyes.

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