It was a rare sight—all four members of the Vermillion family gathered around the dining table.
The young heir, Damien, usually stayed at the academy dorms, but he was home for vacation after his mid-terms.
The head of the family was rarely home too. With only two people he could truly trust to manage his territory, he was constantly on the move.
Although the Vermillions had branch families, their roles were limited, and they held little power.
So, yes—this dinner was the first in a long time where they were all seated together.
"You did what?!" Damien, the youngest, gasped, staring wide-eyed at his older sister.
Ruby flinched and quickly covered her ears. "No need to shout," she said, frowning. "I'm not deaf, you know."
But Damien wasn't done. He leaned forward, eyes burning.
"You went ahead and promised our support to another country—in the name of Vermillion—and you expect me to stay calm?!"
