The Royal Advisor

The prince paled. Miyu couldn't hear what Glenn whispered to the prince but she had a feeling it was a threat. He felt dangerous despite his smile. 

The prince looked like he couldn't move. Like he had turned to stone. His eyes wide and his mouth wide agape. 

Glenn laughed out loud.

"Why do you look so stiff, boy? We're all friends here, aren't we? Loosen up a bit, boy," Glenn said.

The prince did look like he was no longer frozen in his place but he looked wary at Glenn. He glanced at his mother for help but Celestinia was avoiding looking at her son. She looked terrified of the mysterious royal advisor too.

"So, when will the funeral parade be held?" Glenn asked with still an easy-going smile on his face.

"Funeral?" Miyu repeated.

"Ah, yes. I see that they haven't told you. Tsk tsk. The king is dead," Glenn said.

Celestinia and Vincent shivered. They absolutely looked terrified now. How did he know?