Chapter 190

-The Capital-

-Celestial Realm-

"So, you see me as an inferior replacement for your distant younger brother?" Nerae asked coldly, pausing his sweeping to glare right at the second prince.

Cirion straightened up from the wall and rapidly waved his hands, "No, no, I don't. I… You two are nothing alike, Reqiel is always unnerved, and he speaks little and never says what he wants…" He started to ramble with a fond smile before freezing up, catching himself.

"So, you just want someone to listen to you talk about him," Nerae lifted a brow, his tone gentler than he intended.

"Not at all," Cirion stumbled over his words to refute, "You have nothing to do with my younger brother!" He blurted out, a little flustered. He didn't want Nerae to think that he was only spending time because of Reqiel, even though he didn't know why that mattered at all.