"No. I want to come," I insisted.Demitri and I scowled at each other for a moment. His glare was never faltering, so at the end, I sighed."If you're concerned that I'd make a burden out of myself, then no need to worry. If ever something happens to me, I will not hold you responsible for it. After all, it's my decision. I'd be fully accountable of my own actions.""And you think it's that easy? We don't even know what kind of danger is waiting there. And you want to come?""Well, can you blame me if I want to do something? If I want to help?""You'd be a great help, sure," he said with pure sarcasm."She's determined. Why don't we just let her come?"I glanced at Prince Evan. Then I drifted my gaze back to Demitri with my brow raised."See? Prince Evan agreed."Demitri threw a deadly glare to Prince Evan. "This is a couple's talk, Evan. Stick your nose to your own business."What? Couple's talk?"I already said no, Ophelia. Don't be hardheaded," Demitri's firm voice was intimidating
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