In the dimly lit room, a man was standing in front of the railing of his balcony.
Three knights were kneeling behind him with pale faces.
The maids had already shrunk their neck in an attempt to make themselves invisible.
His face was dark, receiving the news from his trusted level of knight.
"Your majesty, Sir Mark had already lost his life when visiting their empire officially." said Lucas in a low voice, "all our supporting knights too. I only saved my life because they wanted someone to take the news and return back. They are mocking our pride and position."
His face turned red with anger and hatred as he remembered the indifferent and cold face of Alex and mockery of Oliver.
His face churned. He did not know if he should tell Oliver to their emperor. There might be a high chance that he was their princess hiding as a man.
