Lucas waved his hand. "You wouldn't have to be like this if I was still single and wandering around. Now I'm married and have my own goals as Crown Prince."
"Besides, you should take care of your spoiled little son."
Lucas' words were like gunpowder that, if ignited, would cause a huge fire. This time, Lucas managed to ignite the anger of Robert, his half-brother, who wasn't very good at playing with emotions.
"What did you mean by that?" said Robert, veins popping out of his head.
"I said you should concentrate on being a good mother instead of running this kingdom. Of course, after this, I will be the king of the Moon Kingdom."
"So arrogant!" Robert snorted, his fork and knife being thrown onto the plate, making a clinking sound that was quite filtered.
Arrogance was something Lucas had to do, especially in a world full of pettiness like this. He had to be more arrogant and evil.