Mrs. Chester's maid, Annette and a man, apparently Shahar's attendant, stood a little far from the table. What was unusual about their presence was that they were ready to write, holding a pen and paper.
Mrs. Chester said, "I really believed this kind of meeting would happen from the moment that the late Duke Hubble presented a sword to your mother Empress Alessa. To be more precise, from the moment that the late Duke Hubble asked you to deliver the sword to Empress Alessa."
She got down to the point right away instead of beating around the bush.
"Probably the late Duke Hubble asked you to take over the role that Ober was supposed to assume in the future, right?"
Shahar sat arrogantly on the couch and tilted his head slightly. He ostentatiously moved his long twisted legs up and down .
"But does it make sense for Faisal's proud prince to take over his place? No way. That was really a rude offer," Mrs Chester said.