"Sister, we've really offended our second brother right now. With the current state of our Silver Wing Empire, there is a chance that he might get rid of us to prevent future troubles for himself. Although we're not among those selected to fight for the throne, we are still of imperial bloodline after all. And our second brother... He is not as kind as he seemed to be." Prince Dante frowned as he spoke with a serious look.
Princess Sylvia's cheeky expression turned grave when she heard her fourth brother's words. She then glanced at their second brother who was now drinking with his soldiers with a brilliant smile on his handsome face.
She could not pinpoint how her fourth brother came to believe that Prince Arslan is capable of killing them, but some part of her believed Prince Dante's words might be possible.