Although Thales was confused by the strange Royal Court meeting, and the clash between Lisban and Kentvida was suspicious, the second prince did not plan to dwell on them for too long. If there was one thing he learned from that frightful night six years ago, it would be…
"So, you came to see me?"
In the Blood Court, Putray, whose evening stroll was interrupted, slowed down to a pace while he turned his gaze at the smiling prince, feeling displeased.
"Yeah." Thales mimicked Putray's strides casually. His right hand tapped his saber rhythmically. Ralf and Wya followed behind. "And I hope you can provide me with a good answer."
Putray gave a cold snort. "Are you counting on a bad-tempered, mean, and adamant old man who has just arrived in Dragon Clouds City two days ago to analyze such a complex situation involving foreign diplomacy as well as internal affairs?"
