"You don't have to do that." Lucian looked at Reynald with a calm expression, as if convincing that he already had a well-thought-out plan. "I'll clear your name before the inauguration party starts." Lucian's voice was full of confidence, as if the outcome he had promised was only a matter of time, not a possibility.
"How did you do it?" Reynald narrowed his eyes, his tone of voice doubtful. He is not a person who is easy to believe.
"Negotiate with the Queen." Lucian crossed his arms on his chest, the corners of his lips slightly raised. "You know Your Grace? Negotiating is one of my skills." He added a mischievous expression with his eyes blinking sideways and so his index finger touching his lips.
Reynald's eyes rounded after hearing that from lucian, he raised his eyebrows, "You seem to have gone crazy." Then he sighed, rubbing his temples as if he heard something absurd.