Chapter 284 — Let's not fool the other.
"Take a seat."
"It's–"
"Seat."
Orland plainly told the Crown Prince whose demeanour appeared indifferent and steady when following behind him after such a scene.
Quiet, Zeleskiaz inhaled annoyed at the treatment the Duke gave. However, closing his lids to reach reason, he walked to the couch opposite to the one Orland had seated, quite appropriate yet also conveying his menace with his attitude... for he was aware the circumstances the Duke had found were indeed ones to cause more than displeasure but wrath.
The gaze of the Duke followed his motion and without letting the Crown Prince release the air he inhaled, Orland began to talk.
"What were you thinking?"
"... Are we not going to have tea?"
"I'll give you your tea once you earn it, darn brat."
"His Grace seems to lack respect towards Royalty."