Chapitre 82: [Oracle of Past] [3] [Inës]

"...That was a coincidence, right?"

"...Yeah, no way the son of Lady Esmeray can be 'him.'"

"...But their age—"

"Shhh! He might hear us."

"...Yeah, right."

'I CAN hear you, you fucking idiots.'

I grumbled in my thoughts as I heard the hushed murmurs and conversations of the people at the party.

It's 2 a.m., more than two hours since the princess cut her birthday cake, but the conversation about me is still going on.

'...It's all Adaliah's fault. Why the fuck did she have to stop the car in the middle of nowhere?'

I mused in my thoughts as I stood up from my seat, glancing around the place before making my way towards the wine section.

Most of the people I moved past were only talking about two people: the [Exiled Prince] or Ragnar.

'Ragnar, the child of God.'

[...You know him?]

'...I do.'

He is someone with the highest lineage, bloodline, and talent.