The Queen and the prince are out to seek ways to eliminate the crown prince, while Starry is out for ways to get the royal family to bow.
Different agenda, but the same plan and purpose.
However, the prince was unaware of the plots going on right under his nose.
"How's my darling son?" Mar carried Bin, who was laughing with Cyp over something.
"He's fine," Cyp smiled brightly. "We were about to make a castle with sand, but there's no sand, that's why I'm taking him to the—"
"He's too young to go there. Let him play in familiar places. When he starts talking, you can take him anywhere you please. But for now, let's leave him to play in the palace."
"That's not fun. We have gone to all the places of interest. I can tell how bored your son is."
Cyp who was eager to take the baby out to the royal spring, pouted a bit.
"Who told you he's bored?" Mar folded his arms, "don't tell me it's the baby because we all know he can't talk."