Oran held his hand and sat down at the next table. Dukwol bowed his head to Kyosul and Bipaan several times before heading to the table.
Though Dukwol had a gentle impression, Kyosul felt uncomfortable around him. Perhaps she felt that way because of the sharp glittering of his dark eyes.
While staring at the next table for a moment, she pulled on Bipaan's collar and said, "Well, isn't Prince Dukwol older than Your Majesty?"
Bipaan turned his head to her for a moment, turned it back and closed his eyes as if he felt her question was ridiculous. She noticed that his eyelashes were long and he looked like a cold statue. She thought he would ignore her, so she turned her head forward towards the table, but then, he spoke, "The only thing important in the palace is one's birth and position. I am the Crown Prince, born to the Queen and the Emperor, but Dukwol is the son of Concubine Su. Even though Dukwol is older than me, he should respect me by all means."