THE WEAK ONE
Even though the royal marriage went well, he still felt something was off.
'I can't believe that small nut called me stupid! Though I thought he would run away'. Trying to stop the absurd thoughts going on in his mind, he muttered inwardly.
"Your highness, the palanquin is ready". One if the errand guards bowed.
Dryan let out a deep sigh which implied how frustrated he was. "Don't bother, I would walk to my courtyard instead..."
His words amused the men. They did not believe Dryan, who hates walking for a long time, would think about walking for thirty minutes!
"S—"
Dryan did not wait for the man to say anything before he interrupted him. "Whose orders are you following in this palace? Me or yourself!"
His voice sent shivers down their spine, they immediately went on their knees. "Your order, Crown prince of Bel-Hir," they all responded in unison.