"Understood, but how far can we go when we take action?" Damian inquired. "He is the head of the noble faction in the South. Little Will might get in trouble if we pester him too much."
"That's right, Boss," Gideon commented. "That old man is pettier than yo-- I mean, less handsome and domineering than you. Things might get out of hand if we ruffle his feathers."
James snorted. He and the old man from the South had been butting heads since the former king was still in power. They were once best friends, but immediately turned hostile after they had both fallen in love with the same lady.
Naturally, the one who married the girl was James, and his once best friend vowed that he would make things difficult for him and his entire bloodline.
