Another month passed, during this time he had tried many times to meet the prince but he was just a child so the best he could do was to beg his parents for help and they did what they can do but what he got to know was that the consort was sick and the prince was rather busy with studies.
Zavian scoffed at this bullshit, he assumed that maybe the empress didn't want the third prince to meet him.
It was obvious that she wanted her eldest son to play with him and Zavian's thoughts were confirmed when the duke said that the first prince was available, he knew then and there that the empress was pulling the strings so he gave up with a heavy heart maybe not now but he was going to come for his prince and when that happens not even the empress would be able to stop him.
And the news that Zavian had waited for finally came.
Irene's father had died, and now it was time to attend his funeral. It was time to set his plan into action.
