The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

At those words, Silverwell drew her sword with a swish, pressing it against Draco's neck as she snapped coolly, "Since you can't decide, why don't I help you right now?" "Argh!"

Feeling the sharpness of Silverbell's sword against his pudgy neck, Draco quickly threw his hands up in panic. "Please, this is a mistake, Lady Silverbell! Breaking out of prison is a capital crime in Draconia! My life is worth nothing, but yours is!" "Are you releasing him or not?!" Silverbell bellowed, pressing her sword into Draco's neck.

Draco's face dropped as he felt the sting of the edge, and his own blood trickling down along it.

He did not expect the chief of the Martial Alliance to go that far for Frank, ready to break him out of prison even if it meant taking Draco down. They were talking about a capital crime here!

Be that as it may, Draco was not really concerned about escaping inmates-the only thing he worried about was what Silverbell would do. So much as one flick, and it was his head on the floor.

the numbers on his bank account and the riches waiting to be spent over the rest of his

a thud, he begged Silverbell, "Please don't kill me, Lady Silverbell! Just don't kill me, and I'll

inmate. As long as you agree to stay silent and not issue the Blackwater Designation, you have my promise on my honor as the chief of the Martial Alliance, that the son of the Lord of the Southern Woods

cool gaze, Draco came to a realization and nodded repeatedly "Y-Yes! The Droitners were coercing me by threatening to kill

you're smart." Silver nodded, smiling and

are you looking at me for? Aren't you going

Silverbell to follow her down into the underground levels. As soon as she

Silverbell." Draco stayed

when they saw