The two, who were previously enthusiastically studying and discussing core concepts of imperial rule, faced up from their books and scrolls and aligned their vision to the incoming intruder.
It was a man.
Alex had difficulty recognizing this man, but Aadityapal frowned and whispered, "Ayush..."
'Ayush? The prince that relies on connections?' Alex recalled a scene from a dinner at the banquet hall, where this prince's every movement and word swayed the rest of the royalty.
He seemed to have fearsome charisma, and his physical strength was unknown.
Alex cleared his throat and stated, "We are in the midst of a lesson, could you please take your leave?"
Prince Ayush always had a smiling face, yet, when Alex's words flowed into his ears, his expression turned unpleasant for a split second.
However, it immediately went back to an unusually wide smile.
Nonetheless, his fidgety fingers exhibited the fury he felt at having his power threatened.
