Chapter 397: Authority

Chapter 397: Authority

"What brings you here?" she inquired, perching herself on the chair designated for the Duke. "Denys, have we received any correspondence from their Empires?" she inquired. The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

"No, my lady," came the reply.

Rosalind shifted her focus from Martin to Brinley, who was visibly restraining himself from hurling another insult her way.

"Do we have a reason to declare our presence?" Martin queried.

"I don't recall granting the north to the Seven Families," Rosalind responded. "Denys, did that occur in the past?"

"No, my lady," Denys confirmed.

With a smile on her face, Rosalind redirected her attention towards them. "So... would you kindly enlighten me as to why representatives from the seven families arrived at the Rothley Estate without so much as a prior notice?"

"How arrogant," Brinley sneered. "I've heard that the wedding hasn't even taken place, and yet you carry yourself with such importance. I wonder, what would befall you if I were to accidentally harm you right now?"

"Seize him," Rosalind commanded. Without a moment's hesitation, two figures materialized beside Denys and forcibly removed Brinley from his seat. "Kill him," Rosalind added coldly.

To everyone's astonishment, Denys unsheathed a dagger, his bloodlust evident.

"Stop!" Martin intervened, positioning himself between Denys and his intended target. "What is happening here? What are you doing?"

"Do you not realize that we come from a lineage of the blessed?!" Martin persisted.

"Your blessedness means little in the north," Rosalind retorted. "In case it has eluded your notice, the north thrives without the reliance on the seven families."

"You" Martin's voice trembled with anger.

"Release me this instant!" Brinley demanded.

Rosalind turned her piercing gaze towards Brinley. "Have you considered the repercussions if I were to accidentally order the severing of your hand?"

"The Sloryn Empire would" Brinley began to say.

"Would they?" Rosalind interjected, her doubt evident.

Rosalind remained silent, her gaze fixed upon Dorothy. She harbored a suspicion that Dorothy was aware of her true identity, which could explain why she had brought their father to this place.

"After all these years, we have thrived without any interference from the Seven Families. So why would someone from the Seven Families choose to come here now?" Rosalind finally spoke, breaking the uncomfortable silence. She then shifted her attention to the speechless Martin. "Is it because you still believe that the Duke had a hand in what happened to your father?"

"No, this has nothing to do with my grandfather," Dorothy responded firmly. "I came here intending to assist the wounded."

"And yet you failed to make an appearance when Aster was under attack from the tide," Rosalind pointed out.

"That was a different situation," Dorothy argued.

"How so?" Rosalind inquired, her voice resolute. "If you had the audacity to abandon your own empire during times of hardship, what is to prevent you from doing the same to our Kingdom?"

"I fell ill during the occurrence of the tide. Upon recovering, I hurried to offer assistance," Dorothy explained.

"No."

"What?"

"I mean, NO," Rosalind restated firmly. "The north doesn't require the assistance of the seven families."

"Who do you think you are to make such a statement?" Brinley questioned. "You're merely someone the Duke picked up, not a native of the north. How dare you act like you know the North better than anyone else?"

"I don't claim to know the north better than anyone else," Rosalind conceded. "But I have the right to refuse. Or is it that the seven families expect to have authority over the North? Can you not you accept that someone may decline your offer of help?"

Brinley's and Martin's expressions turned sour.

"Is it possible, then, to personally discuss this matter with the Duke?" Dorothy inquired.

"No."

"Why?"

"If you didn't hear me earlier, the Duke is not present in the estate," Rosalind replied, displaying the medallion badge. "Whatever you wish to convey to the Duke, you can convey it to me."

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A/N: I made some changes to past chapter. IT IS NOT HUIG. IT IS DENYS. I am so sorry about that.