When King Ray set his eyes on his lovely second son, Saverio, he approached him with a smile and stopped a few steps from him. "What a good day to see you, Prince Yul. It has been a long while."
Saverio raised his head slightly to look at his old man. He nodded, though stiffly as he replied, "Same here, Your Majesty."
"I am sure you have—" However, the king's words stopped halfway when his gaze went below his face. At the same time, Guard Geon stiffened beside Saverio. The king looked up at his son, "Yul, you... you have been cut on your—"
"Your Majesty, I am fine."
The men behind King Ray began to whisper to themselves while only the Shaman who stood beside the king looked at the second prince with keen interest. In his hand was a hand fan and it was not made to fan the king but himself.
King Ray looked at Guard Geon and uttered, "What have you done? I sent enough guards to counter the sudden external attack!"
