Celsa, the capital city of Stovaria.

Prince Logan was still in his chamber, getting ready for his daily ride with Domino, his black-furred palfrey. Looking at his own reflection, Logan felt proud of himself. He moved his hand to push his forelock back exposing his wide forehead. Unlike many others, Logan used to show his forehead proudly. His father used to compliment his forehead.

"Wide forehead", He told younger Logan, "God must have written bright future for you there."

Though he'd pushed his hair back, some strands of his hair still fell on his forehead.

"Your Highness.", Old Phillipe entered the chamber. Phillipe was old court man. He had been serving royals of Stovaria for years. His father was a diplomat in the court of Logan's grandfather, King Ondros. Phillipe, himself served as a member of the advisory committee during a war situation, ten years ago. With all his head turned into silver hair around the bald patch of his and the face full of wrinkles, the old man was hiding the cagey nature of his behind the face. His green eyes were suitable for his cunning behavior.

"Phillipe, come in.", Logan said. Phillipe always had a soft corner for the children of Prince Maximilian, Logan's father.

"Your Highness, I suppose you are leaving for your ride today.", He said.

"Yes", Logan was quite skeptical about this man even though Phillipe tried to be on his good books every time.

"I'd advise you to not to go today.", Phillipe said.

"Pardon?" Prince Logan looked at the Phillipe from the mirror. "I believe you have a good reason for this suggestion."

"I do, my lord. His Majesty has summoned the generals as well as high ranked officials.", Phillipe looked at Logan. Looking at how curiously he was listening to the news, Phillipe's green eyes glimmered.

He added, "His Majesty is supposed to be holding the meeting of royal family members and the generals tomorrow. Your sister, Princess Adina is also on her way to the castle."

"Something must've happened.", Logan said.

There was a knock on the door. "Come in", Logan ordered. His butler, Alfred Glabrio, came in.

"Your highness," He said, "His Majesty has asked you to attend the meeting tomorrow at Royal Chamber of affairs at 10 am."

Hearing this, there was a little smirk on Logan's face. He turned and said, "I'll be there."

"Alfred", He added further, "Bring me a fresh orange juice to the stable."

"Yes, my lord.", Alfred left the chamber.

Prince Logan turned to Phillipe and said, "Is that's why you were advising me not to ride today? This isn't something I should concern myself with." The meaning behind these words was, 'Don't even try to stir up strife between me and my uncle.' He moved to the door of the chamber passing Phillipe.

"I afraid you should, my lord.", Phillipe said with a serious tone.

"Huh?", Logan raised his eyebrows.

"Because Prince Arthur is also summoned from the east."

"Arthur!", Logan clenched his fists. Suddenly, he remembered the presence of Phillipe and calmed himself down. By controlling anger with him, he said in a nonchalant tone, "It's been long since we last met." Logan was against the idea was involving 'an outsider' in his family matter. 'Phillipe, his intentions weren't clear.' He left the chambers soon after.