"What?" The sudden turn of events left everyone dumbfounded. Nobody expected the Princess of Theswe to greet Landon with a slap to the face.

It was a simple, brutal action without any warning nor words of exchange.

The problem was Landon was the Minister of War and an official of the first rank. She completely disregarded him by slapping him in public.

"Yo—Your Highness, why did you hit me?" Landon was dumbfounded. He felt disoriented as he clutched his throbbing cheek.

He would have flown into a rage if it had been just another ordinary aristocrat. But given that this was the Princess Consort of Theswe and Dragonmarsh's eldest princess, he could only hold it in even if he was frustrated.

"That slap was for your ignorance. Now, kneel before you speak." The beautiful woman spoke icily.

"Your Highness, I don't understand. What have I done to offend you?" Landon summoned up the courage to ask.

She struck him hard across the face again. Coldly, she demanded, "Are you deaf?