The Second Prince of Constellation looked at the old king with surprise.
"Nonetheless, I'm here now." King Nuven turned around to look at him. His tone was calm, yet his eyes were complex. "Bear the entire future of your family on your shoulders as Constellation's prince."
Thales suppressed his nervousness and heaved a long sigh.
With a bleak expression on his face, he said, "My two sons… their fate, or should I say their misfortune, have been strikingly similar. Yet, I have to stand here, tinkering with my bargaining chips to win a future for the Waltons.
Upon hearing King Nuven's words, Thales shook his head quietly. "The nobles and rulers are a different kind of animal. They breathe power—that is what Putray told me."
"So, you better get used to it as soon as possible for your own good." King Nuven kept his bleak expression to reveal a tough but cold face.
Thales closed his eyes lightly.
King Nuven's expression changed.
