"Jared Leonard. You have been granted an audience with our Queen."
"Wha—?!"
Just as Fabian and Damien expressed shock as to why I was the one being selected, I smiled and rose to my feet.
"I understand. Please, lead the way, Sir Derius."
The Prince and his attendant glared at me. My response was Immediate, as though I had been expecting this outcome—which I had.
They seemed to finally realize that everything so far had been within my calculations, so I smiled and stared at the Queen's representative instead.
"H-hold on! I am the leader of our team. Aren't I the most suitable person who should be granted an audience with your Queen?"
Apparently, the young man could no longer control his dissatisfaction.
To be honest, I couldn't exactly blame him.
Being relegated to the sidelines when he had been looking forward to this moment must have greatly hurt his ego.
I wouldn't have done this if he was capable enough, to begin with.
Then, there was his assistant, Damien Lawcroft.
