Lucian smiled thinly, then met Reynald's gaze with a sharp look. "What I desire is a reciprocal relationship." Reynald raised an eyebrow. "Reciprocal?"
"Indeed, Your Grace." Lucian leaned forward slightly, his voice remaining calm. "In short, an alliance."
Reynald crossed his arms, his expression flat, but his eyes assessed Lucian sharply. "An alliance, huh?" He tapped the table with his finger, weighing Lucian's words before finally chuckling softly.
"I hear His Grace Duke Florence is an intelligent man." Lucian leaned back casually in his chair, then added lightly, "I'm sure Your Grace has already suspected something when I mentioned that word." He offered a small, meaningful smile.
Reynald looked at Lucian for a few seconds before chuckling. "Ahahaha… Huh…" He stroked his chin, smirking slightly. "I actually don't know if you're incredibly bold or overly confident."