"Well, well, well. It's been a while, dear cousin."
Vigo saluted him with his baffling smile.
He hates his poker face when he does that.
He knew he was only faking it each and every time.
"A pleasant evening, Duke Andras, Lord Vigo."
Raigon returned the intended address by bowing to his paternal uncle and cousin.
They were all seated closely on the royal table with his parents.
"Have a seat, Prince Raigon."
Queen Rose was settled there with King Artair.
This must be an adult meeting of the Wangs for her sisters to not be nearby.
They were having a late-night intimate get together when he joined them.
"How you have grown! Let me see you up close, my dear nephew. Come here."
Duke Andras enthusiastically embraced the eldest son of his maturer brother. He has not sighted him for a long time.
"Certainly, Uncle."
Raigon felt dragooned as he stepped forward to the polished table.
