"How can a mere ten-year-old child be deemed worthy of the position of Crown Prince? Has Father lost his mind?"
At the borders of the Gai Kingdom, within a military tent, a muscular young man with a pair of horns on his forehead paced angrily, venting his anger and dissatisfaction.
"Your Majesty, please be cautious with your words." Hearing the young man's words, the guard who had entered the tent with him immediately showed a look of anxiety on his face.
"What is there to fear, when I'm not the only one saying this? Don't you think the same?" The young man, seeing his guard's nervous face, displayed a look of disdain.
"But Your Majesty, others may complain and discuss, but you mustn't!"
"I know, but you should understand my feelings. If Father had chosen any of those other fellows to be the Crown Prince, I would have been dissatisfied, yet I would have accepted it, for they are qualified. But what is this now?