"So who is this someone who dares to ruin the mood of our beloved Prince Cyrene here?"
Gian glared at the young General who was sitting inside the office of Marquis Cres Val. He was sitting lazily on the huge sofa while munching on the snacks that Butler Del had put on the table earlier. When his glares did not give any effect on the young General, Gian pursed his lips before facing the marquis.
"Gian, I heard that you met the princess of the Myrtal Kingdom today. Did something happened at the Royal Palace?"
"No. I just gave the gift that my stupid brother left for the princess." Gian answered.
When he remembered what happened earlier, Gian's scowled a little but he quickly erased that expression on his face. But it did not escape from Viel's eyes. Smiling in a teasing manner, he stands up and puts his arm around Gian's shoulders.
