A Prey.

"Master, it seems his majesty had been spending a lot of effort to train Prince Alexandro since he came back. I have received a report that the prince goes to the king's study on daily basis now. Perhaps, his majesty still holds high interest in the Prince and wants to make him the crown prince" the shadow guard stood a few steps away from Prince Rexton's table and uttered. 

Prince Rexton's finger deliberately knocked on the hard wood when he heard the word 'crown prince'. He raised his head and flashed a venomous glare at the guard who merely dropped his gaze and seemed unaffected by the prince's gaze. He seemed to be used to the kind of reaction already. 

A brief moment passed and the prince let out a cold snicker sending chills into every angle of the room. He cocked his brows and smirked. "Even if royal father wants to help his bastard son, do you think he can succeed?"