Minister Tudor smiled, his response not related to Cian's questions. "Glad to see you back safely, Your Highness."
"I am not sure if Minister Tudor will say the same thing after this royal court session ends," came the mocking words from the sapphire blue-eyed prince, who looked no less intimidating than his father.
"How can I not be happy to see our Crown Prince safe and sound?" said the minister as the light smile on his face turned into an awkward one. Cian's mocking words and gaze didn't fail to intimidate him.
Cian kept looking at him. "I am waiting to hear this so-called misfortune, minister."
Minister Tudor explained, "The Third Princess practiced black magic, and many people not only within the palace but outside the walls had seen the unusual black smoke coming out from her tower. Soon after, her practice of dark arts started to show its ominous effects by various means."
Cain gave him a questioning look. "Such as?"