Planning A Treason
Tristen said as he made Kale put down his sword and said in a candid tone, "Actually, first brother, I am not really interested in becoming the emperor or even becoming the crown prince."
"Huh...what the hell are you talking about?" Kale had a baffled expression hearing his words, especially when it was Tristen saying this who was competing against him in every turn for the seat of the crown prince.
"Are you drunk or what?" Kale even unconsciously relaxed a bit since his mind was distracted after hearing these words.
Tristen looked at him and said calmly, "I am telling the truth, brother. I only joined this race because I had to...for my mother at least."
"What are you trying to say?" Kale asked with narrowed eyes.
"You just have to tell me one thing...do you wish to become the emperor, or do you want to become the crown prince?" Tristen asked with crossed arms as he sat on one of the chairs that were still left intact.