Chapitre 782: Greeting The Princess

'Master, I sensed a strong aura.' 

Prince Draco heard this familiar voice in his mind when he had taken his seat at the table placed on the balcony of the Sycamore Palace.

While there was no one at this place other than his nephew and him, the Prince glanced in a particular direction where he knew this voice was coming from.

An abandoned structure next to the Sycamore palace once acted as the residence of one of the King's concubines in the distant past.

However, it had been empty after its owner had died many decades ago.

Despite being left vacant for a while, Prince Draco knew that right at this moment, there must be someone who was within that Palace.

'I know.' He replied, implying that he knew who the owner of the aura was.

He did not hide anything for the one speaking to him was none other than his etcher, the white wolf whom he had named Astolfo.