Their faces subtly changed as the favored courtiers, floating slightly above the ground, looked up at their pillar of support, hoping he would make a rational decision.
They seemed to have forgotten that a man who could send his subordinates and biological father to hell without hesitation for the sake of power was hardly likely to be rational.
"Cut off all communications! Don't reconnect until I give the order! Isn't the 'Divine Eagle's Beak' ready yet?"
"Your Highness, the spell has not been fully activated; it's only about 30% complete..."
"I don't care, full speed ahead, and fire as soon as we're in range!!"
Staring with bloodshot eyes, Crown Prince Louis crushed the crystal goblet in his hand, his blood mixing with the alcohol and staining the carpet a reddish hue.
We've come this far; how could we stop now?!
"All communications cut off, so that's their move. Seems like even if we slow down, that foolish Crown Prince won't hesitate just because I'm an Ancient Species."
