"What exactly is the point of this?"
Cyril had only dozed off for a short while because of exhaustion, thinking of ways to keep Prince Algis out of trouble. The problem was that Prince Algis, like Cyril, was always getting into trouble without realizing it. Finally, before going to bed, he thought that the best way to keep Prince Algis out of trouble was to lock the Crown Prince in his palace until the party was over.
"General Adelman is sending you to the prince's palace in the palace. You will leave tomorrow as the Crown Prince's official bodyguard!"
Cyril looked at his formal party clothes, which had been put back into the wooden security box and loaded onto the carriage. Agusto, Jens Hector's assistant, rode along. His face was set in fear. It was probably the first time Agusto had been sent to such a luxurious place, but with such a feeling of dread.
"Can't I just go from here?" Cyril complained, covering his face in despair.
