Looking at the emperor bitterly, Kling thought to himself, 'Although people say the emperor's wings were clipped by Duke Hubble's overbearing power...'
He did not see Eckart as an incompetent emperor. He was the son of Cassius and Blair. There was nothing lacking in his qualities as the emperor. Even Frei's platinum feet and Romanov's blue eyes were just one of the numerous pieces of evidence that proved the young emperor's uniqueness.
"There were some disturbances on the way."
"I guess so," Eckart answered shamelessly. He put down the glasses on the tray brought by Deputy Chamberlain Kloud.
It was not tea but wine.
"Well, I was not in the mood to have tea leisurely, but if you want tea, let me have them bring it to you."
"No thanks. I would like to first..."
"Do you want to ask me why I didn't hide the fact that you came to Milan?"
"That's right."