Lloyd glanced at the ongoing spectacle with a hint of discomfort before answering,
"Control."
"Control?"
Kaisen raised an eyebrow, puzzled.
"Control, Kaisen. This guy's basically turned himself into the kingdom's puppet master. Rumor has it he's not just occupying the king's chambers but is also bedding the queen and the princess. Apparently, the king's been shoved off to some crummy guest room. It might sound like a soap opera, but that's how deep his influence goes. This kingdom? It's practically his personal playhouse."
Lloyd said, laying it out like he was narrating the plot of a juicy drama.
"What kind of power is that?"
Kaisen grunted, feeling like he'd just stepped into a low-budget fantasy flick where the villain had more screen time than the hero.
How could someone gain such dominance so quickly? It was like he'd missed a major plot twist in his own story.
'Seriously, it's insane.'
