Love At The Wrong Table Chapter 1996-“Are you Gwain?” 9 Emmanuel’s piercing gaze bore into Gwain, sharp and unwavering.

Gwain stiffened slightly but quickly masked his unease with an air of casual indifference. He lifted his chin ever so slightly, his hands clasped behind his back, and offered a small smile. “That would be me, just a humble fellow.” “I have long heard of your reputation. It is a pleasure to finally meet you.” Emmanuel made a polite gesture, though the civility of it barely concealed his true intentions. “I wonder, Mr. Lannister, what made you capture my sister?

There’s no reason for any bad blood between us.” “Indeed, there are no grievances between us,” Gwain replied, his voice steady, though there was a defiant edge to his words. “However, your sister secretly studied my family’s Dragon Tome. By our family’s rules, anyone who dares to steal our techniques must face execution.” The Northern Wolf Warrior Meets the “I had no desire to harm her,” he continued, his expression cool. “I was willing to let her go if only she recited the technique back to me. But she refused to cooperate, leaving me with no other choice.” A murmur rippled through the crowd, their whispers showing favor toward Gwain’s side of the story.

After all, anyone with even a passing knowledge of the Lannister family knew the Dragon Tome was one of their three sacred texts. Stealing from it meant certain death.

“Stealing?” Emmanuel remained unflinching in the face of the crowd’s growing sympathy. A cold, humorless smile curled on his lips. “Mr. Lannister, I have three questions for you.” “Ask away.” Gwain’s expression grew tensé, his eyes hardening.

Emmanuel raised three fingers, his gaze unwavering.

“First, is there a patent for the Dragon Tome? Second, do you have any The Northern Wolf Warrior Meets the evidence that it was written by your family? Third, how can you prove my sister even knows it by heart?” Each question hit Gwain with the force of a sudden storm, rendering him speechless for a moment.