King Kessel sat high on the throne while he watched Thales quietly.
His gaze was quiet and indifferent, his movements were languid, and it was completely different from King Nuven's awe-inspiring might and King Chapman's aggressive presence.
But it did not make the teenager feel the slightest bit relaxed.
The prince gulped. He tried his best to release his tense muscles and mind.
Up to this date, Thales did not understand his father.
What sort of person was he?
Callous? Quiet? Mighty?
Perhaps.
Aside from the time they were in Jadestar family tomb, which was more like an experience where Thales just listened to Kessel and did not say anything, Thales had not spoken even ten sentences to Kessel the Fifth.
Thales even had reason to suspect that the time they had spent together alone during the past six years did not add up to even fifteen minutes.
