Is he a loner? I mean I don't know.
My mother and he kept talking, and it was my mother who was leading. Mom, you need to stop and get a break. Sigh!
I saw Bulter kneeling beside his ears and informed him that his father, I mean the Duke, has arrived.
He stood up and said, "Oh my, Father has arrived," His voice could simply show the emotions he is feeling for the Duke.
Oh, The Duke is doomed.
The servants started to serve the table. They were all authentic dishes, which I expected to be served to the Imperial family.
"You came home, Father?" The words were unmistakably sharp, I don't know but if there was a grown-up servant or commoner, he would have been scared.
"Oh, please don't give me that look," He tried to calm him, "I swear it won't happen again, so please,"
"You better, Father," That's it, the next time it happens, he is dead.
Wait! Why am I getting excited?
...
"Thank you for attending us, Your Highness," The Duke's family said their goodbyes.
"Someday, I will appear to stop by again,"
I and my family turned our back, got escorted to the carriage, I looked back at the mansion's big welcoming door.
I'm still in confusion about what I saw. Even if it was my imagination, it shouldn't be that bad, right?
Looking back, I glanced at those red eyes ominously gazing at us.
I couldn't see any longer, and I was too afraid to look back.
Thud! Their door closed.
And they spoke, "You said not to inform anyone,"
"I didn't know the royal family were coming to visit," He probably looked at the Duke.
"But why did you tell them?"
"Isn't it obvious? They were all business, they came to see if we are a threat or not," Yeah, if they were a weak household, we wouldn't have accepted the offer to the feast.
"What if you wouldn't have said anything?"
"They will probably place their people here,"
"Is that a threat to us?", " No,"
"How?" Is he that confident? He spoke, "Sometimes you need to believe my intuitions,"
They are quite a carefree estate, or are they?
My father made an unusual expression and said, "Primus, be sure to never upset him,"
"Why is that so?"
My mother agreed with my father and spoke, "He is a quick-witted and a sharp boy, He knows when it's fake,"
"And that boy also made their estate stronger by himself, maybe even stronger than us,"
Then my mother added, "And he is accepted by the people, you know right? He also had the right to succession, If he had taken an interest in the throne, he would have already been the crown prince,"
"That I know, he sure is an amazing person at such a young age," and added, "From now on, I will try to become a better person like him,"
My parents gave me a worried smile, of course, they love me.
...
Tch! "What happened?" My brother asked, I glanced at him and answered, "The slave auction owner just got slipped from my hands,"
"Because of the sudden visit of the Imperial family?" He added.
"Yeah," Of course, what else could?
Yet, "Still I got to know who the owner is,"
"Who?" He curiously asked.
"Count of Kalic,"
"Seriously? These nobles!"
"I know right," I smirked at his snort.
"By the way, Brother?" He called out, "Hmm?"
"What do you think of the crown prince?" He?
"He?" He repeated, "Yes! He,"
"Umm... ok ok person, he is a child who is yet to mature, but he is quite capable of running an Empire," Neither way, he is going to die.
"He's rude," Oh, he is? "Then that's better," Better to way to have many reasons to kill someone.