"Yes, Prince Eric, that's me!" Nalant nodded with a smile.
Though First Prince Eric wielded considerable power, when it came to his fiancée, there was no way Nalant would back down.
"I think you're no longer worthy of Miss Stella!" Upon hearing the answer, anger flashed through First Prince Eric's eyes, and he made his assessment of Nalant without the slightest courtesy.
For some reason, the moment Eric had first laid eyes on this young man, he had naturally felt a surge of hostility toward him.
That hostility stemmed from the indescribable aura one man sensed in another.
Back in the Bach Empire, he had always considered himself the most handsome and charismatic among all young nobles.
Yet after meeting this young man, he constantly felt that the youth's bearing faintly overshadowed his own.
And now that he had discovered the Prophetess he had already claimed in his heart was actually this man's fiancée, that hostility grew all the stronger.
"Prince Eric, Nalant is my fiancé, and he is also the man I love. There is no question of whether he is worthy of me or not!" Before Nalant could respond, Stella at his side could no longer hold herself back.
As far as Nalant was concerned, even if First Prince Eric was powerful, she was unwilling to see him suffer such humiliation.
Hearing Stella immediately speak up to refute him on Nalant's behalf, Eric's brows drew together slightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed through his eyes.
Yet he swiftly concealed that displeasure toward Stella before smiling. "My apologies, Miss Stella. I was somewhat discourteous just now! But I spoke the truth. Baron Nalant not only holds a lowly title, his strength is mediocre as well. He simply is not a match for you!"
"With your current status, I'm