"What is it?" The look of annoyance was so clear on the face of Chris when he saw the guard knocking the door again.
"If the daughter of the marquis is here then throw her out of the palace, i did not care. But do not interrupt me because of her again and again." the guard flinched at his cold words but at the same time relieved that it was not her.
"No! Your majesty, the crown prince is here. He said he had an urgent matter to talk to you about." three deep lines grew deeper on his head. Len never came to him even when he was dying with fever or was bullied by his teachers.
He was not a boy who complained!
"Send him in." he said as he looked at the file in his hands with a sigh and closed it.
Len entered and bowed in front of his father with respect when Chris offered him a seat.,
"What is it?" he asked bluntly without entertaining the boy but it did not look like Len was surprised.
He was accustomed to the cold glance of his father.
