Chapitre 404: The Private Parlez

In a private space, somewhere far away from the hustle and bustle of the Banquet Hall were two men, and surrounding them was a stifling aura.

One with bright blonde hair was seated on a comfortable couch while the other man with dark midnight blue hair stood on the other side of the couch.

"Do you know why you have been summoned here, Earl St. Claire?" A soothing voice arose, breaking the silence in the room.

Vibrant blue eyes stared at the man who nodded his head before he finally raised his head.

"For matters pertaining to the fief, Your Majesty." Earl Rutherford St. Claire answered without delay.

King Ophire nodded along with him, pleased that he did not have to waste much time in explaining the purpose of this private parlez that they were engaging in.

"So tell me…" He began and paused to measure up the muscular man who stood before him.