The vacation that was supposed to be their honeymoon had turned into complete chaos.
News of the Marquess's death spread like wildfire through Moonshadow, and before long, it had reached every corner of the Noctvaris Kingdom.
With Thalen gone, the local journalists no longer felt the need to hold their tongues and hands to write the news.
His threats didn't scare them anymore. In fact, many of them were itching to expose every filthy secret he'd tried to bury.
However, before they could make a move, Edmund ordered the soldiers to gather the journalists in one place and have a serious talk with them.
Unfortunately, Primrose wasn't invited to the meeting. Edmund had simply told her, "Let me handle this."
"The journalists are much fiercer than you think, Your Majesty," Salem said calmly.
He was seated beside her, sipping his tea like he hadn't a care in the world. After taking a sip of the freshly brewed green tea, he let out a long, contented sigh.
