That's What The Weak Do

Rayan Varence was standing inside his chamber, looking at the man standing before him with a mixture of rage and surprisement!

"How dare you come here! What if someone sees you?" He was itching to raise his voice but held back as much as possible not to alert others. Though Jarin was on standby outside, he still could not be at ease!

"It's already night and I also make sure to check all possibilities before coming here," Jodicus Giff responded to his nephew, appearing quite nonchalant of the latter's fear. "You don't have to worry, Your Highness."

"Leave," Rayan Varence coldly demanded.

"Rayan -"

"I already told you that I don't want to see you again," the Fourth Prince snapped. "I have no reason to see you and even if there is, I don't want to. So, stop showing up before me."

Jodicus Giff stood still for a while and said, "I know what you are up to. Don't you want my help?"