"In this strict imperial palace, you had better call her by the right title."
"Brother Bipaan!"
When Ruhae raised his voice, Bipaan turned his head and looked at him. He was wearing a poker face.
Bipaan's face was impassive in the past. Still, outsiders could figure out how to interpret his expressions but not now. It was as if Bipaan was elevated to a totally different world.
"How dare you raise your voice before your Crown Prince, brother?"
His low voice rang with authority. Ruhae shuddered before he knew and clenched his fists.
"Sorry, I was disrespectful to you."
"As you expressed regret, I will forgive it."
"Did you go and see the Crown Princes?"
Bipaan looked at Ruhae silently. His dark blue eyes looked pretty gloomy.
"I don't feel it necessary to respond to such trifling things."
His voice was calm as usual. Ruhae felt miserable.