Prince Giovanni’s Anger

Inside a private room in one of the most popular restaurants in the capital, the second prince was having a meal with Lucas.

The two sat opposite each other, eating and enjoying their food.

Lucas took a cloth from his inner pocket to wipe off the grease on his lips.

He then looked at the second prince who was still busy with his food and spoke calmly. "Your Highness, you can speak freely with me. I know you didn't just invite me for a meal."

Prince Giovanni put down the cutlery.

"One moment." He uttered. He then wiped off the oil stains on his mouth with a white cloth with golden embroidery.

After cleaning himself, he cleared his throat and spoke. "Lord Lucas, I have always admired your commitment to defending the northern borders of Astania…"

The prince spoke a long paragraph of flattery and praise, but this only made Lucas annoyed.

If he wasn't of imperial bloodline, he would have left without saying a word.