"Ainsley, did you hear that Sullivan is heading to the West soon?" Roswell asked, taking a sip from his drink as he sat beside his younger brother.
"I did," Ainsley replied with a smirk. "Good riddance. We won't have to see his face anymore. If it escalates into a full-blown war, it'd be a stroke of luck if he doesn't make it back," he added with a dark chuckle, draining his cup and setting it down with a thud.
"Do you think he'll take Dahlia with him?" Roswell mused, his brows knitting in concern. "It's the first time Father has punished the Crown Prince. Apparently, Sullivan went to the King, and that's why the penalty was so severe. Father has always had a soft spot for him. I can't help but wonder what Father will reward him with if he actually wins this war."
