The Cunning and Clever Adalen

"Welcome, Grandfather."

Adalen approached with a faint smile on his lips. The heads of the noble families he had just been speaking with followed behind him.

The Singularity of Light returned the smile with a slight nod.

"How are you, Adalen? I hope you're doing well," he said casually.

"I'm fine, Grandfather," Adalen replied politely. "And you? Doing well?"

The Singularity of Light chuckled, patted his shoulder, and said, "Do you really need to ask?"

They looked at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter.

The scene immediately drew everyone's attention—including Nolan, Rafine, Orlan, and Rudy, as well as princes like Aldric, Cedric, Zarak, and Cassian, and Princess Elina.

Tsk! That bastard knows how to play, Nolan muttered with a small chuckle, taking a sip of the orange juice he had just grabbed from the table.

He had to admit—his siblings weren't fools, and that included Adalen.