Accompanied by attendants and guards, Thales walked on the way to the stables.
Several palace guards standing guard at the palace gate saw Prince Xingchen, and they snorted disdainfully.
"It's him who cooperated with Lombari," one of the guards looked gloomily, looked at Thales from a distance, and whispered to his colleagues: "Tim lost his position, and also lost the qualification to be selected into the Guards... That's it.
Because the king was not found at the palace gate."
The guards all cast unkind glances.
Thales took a breath and pretended not to see it.
The prince and his entourage walked past the guards, and the palace guards saluted the leading deputy commander of the Grand Duke's Guards, Lord Justin.
"Hey!"
When they passed by, one of the guards with an angry expression couldn't help but said loudly and viciously:
"I hope our king will take good care of your little ass!"
"Imperial!"
Several other people laughed unabashedly, including the Northlanders who were guarding Thales.
Their eyes were full of disgust and anger.
But Thales seemed not to have heard these words, his expression remained unchanged and he continued to move forward.
Lord Justin pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Hey, you don't care about that Northlander?" Behind the team, Ada, who had been missing for a long time, tugged on her cloak and protested dissatisfiedly to Justin in front of her.
"My responsibility is to protect the safety of the prince. Before His Majesty the King's 'White Blade' guards arrive to pick you up and leave Longxiao City," Justin said in a cold tone. When he mentioned the "White Blade Guards", he raised his tone sarcastically.
He pursed his lips at the group of guards who were swearing:
"Unless they come at me with swords drawn, it is not my duty to protest reasonably."
"You call this 'reasonable'" Huaiya was about to retort, but Rolf held him down in time and shook his head.
"Humph, Northlanders." Ada turned her head and distanced herself from them dissatisfied.
Thales remained silent, his expression deep.
It had only been less than a few hours since the meeting that decided the outcome in the morning, but some news had already spread: Thales clearly felt that the air pressure in the Palace of Heroes dropped sharply as he walked out of the Hall of Heroes.
From the guards to the nobles, everyone who came into his sight seemed eager to eat the Star Prince alive.
Including Justin, who has protected him for a long time and is relatively easy to talk to.
The prince sighed secretly in his heart.
They finally came to the stables, and Jenny's loud neighing sound sounded happily.
But Thales was slightly stunned.
Someone is already waiting for them.
Justin nodded calmly to the people in the stable: "Boss."
They saw Nikolai the Fallen Star, carrying the black-handled saber handed to him by Tuleha, leaning against the stall of the black horse Jenny with his arms folded, looking at them coldly.
Just like countless times in the past.
Thales turned his head helplessly and exhaled.
It's him again.
"Are you in a hurry to find Lumba?"
Under the frowns of all the Star People, Nicolai stared at Thales with an unkind expression: "Can't you even wait for the people from the Black Sand Territory to pick you up?"
Thales shook his head.
"As you said, I am going to the Ax District, to the post station in the Black Sand Territory," the prince said calmly, "by the way, I will talk to His Majesty the King about the future arrangements."
This time it was Nicolai's turn to frown.
He snorted dissatisfiedly from his nose, and then smiled disdainfully.
"After you fell out, you were really unscrupulous."
The Meteor's sarcastic tone was filled with unspeakable anger: "Why, you feel that the Palace of Heroes is no longer safe, so you quickly hide behind Lumba? The sooner you leave, the better?"
Thales looked at Nicolai silently, raised a hand, and stopped Huaiya who was about to speak.
I saw Nicolai lowering his arms, walking slowly in front of Thales, and looking directly into his eyes.
"Listen, you insidious little prince."
"Don't talk about going to see Lumba..."
Nicolai chewed the words slowly, and his words were filled with the unique chill of the commander: "As long as I am here for one day, before the people from the Black Sand Territory come to pick you up with a warrant, you just stay here.
In the Palace of Heroes."
Behind Thales, the people from the stars looked at the Faller with vigilance.
Nicolai bent down, his forehead almost touching Thales' hair, his eyes became sharper:
"No need to go anywhere."
"Hey! Pretty boy," Ada made a vicious gesture of rolling up her sleeves and came forward, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you up..."
Nicolai showed a strange sneer and turned sideways, revealing the hilt of the knife behind his back.
On his back, the golden saber reflected a strange light.
The surrounding temperature seems to have risen a bit.
Seeing the knife, Ada's voice instantly softened and became weak: "That..."
Thales shook his head and pulled Ada behind him.
"Ada, let me do it."
The usually unruly female elf was very obedient at this time and followed Thales's arm, and was easily pulled away. She did not forget to give Nicolai a vicious "I'm not afraid of you" and wiped her neck.
action.
Thales stepped forward and looked at the Faller quietly.
Nicolai snorted coldly, leaned against the pillar again, and shook his head at Justin: "Take him back and make sure he doesn't come into contact with anyone else."
But at this moment, Thales suddenly exhaled and shook his head slightly:
"Do you hate him?"
Nicolai was slightly startled: "What?"
"I'm telling you, you must hate him." Thales took a deep breath. He thought of the white-blade guards who died in the crossbow array six years ago to protect them. He raised his head with clear eyes: "
I mean Charmaine Lombard."
"Your king."
Nicolai's eyes were focused on Thales' face.
His expression became more and more terrifying, and his eyes slowly drifted away, as if he was looking into the distance.
"I have but one king."
"And that's not Charmaine Lombard."
After a few seconds, Nicolai's eyes slowly focused and his words were sonorous and powerful: "No matter in the past or now."
"As for Lumba, the only reason why he appeared in Longxiao City and is still alive until now..." The meteorite man's words were clear and short, but Thales could feel the hatred and hatred behind every word of Nikolai.
Anger:
"It was because I was still worried about the city left by His Majesty the late King that I didn't cover up my face, took my sword with me, and then sent him directly to the Prison River."
"So you'd better choose carefully. Whether it's chatting with him or standing next to him, it's not a good idea."
Thales stared at Nicolai intently and nodded seriously, as if he understood something.
"So you told Lisbane, right?"
Nicolai was startled again.
Thales raised his hand to signal Waiya and the others to step back, while he took a step forward and faced Nikolai alone.
"You told Lisban about the fact that Lombard already had a handle on Longxiao City and the identity of the Grand Duchess," Thales sighed and whispered softly at a volume that only the two of them could hear:
"That's why Lisban was so restrained in the hall this morning. He didn't want to see Longxiao City destroyed in the strife between the Grand Dukes. The same goes for you."
Nicolai looked at Thales with increasingly unhappy eyes.
"I don't want to talk nonsense to you anymore."
He pursed his lips in the direction of the Blood Courtyard: "Now, get back to your place immediately..."
But Thales suddenly raised his head!
"But this is far from over."
The sudden increase in volume surprised Nicolai slightly.
But what made his expression even more ugly was what Thales said later:
"Rumba and I, we chatted for a while after the meeting."
Thales said coldly: "I can see that he is not satisfied with the current interests. He wants more and needs more."
"As long as he is still in Longxiao City, he will never be willing to stop at a neutral Longxiao City."
"Just like six years ago, he was not willing to stop at a dead Nun King."
The prince looked at the Fallen Star extremely seriously:
"So do you know the Grand Duke and what kind of predicament Longxiao City is currently in?"
"Do you know what he is going to do next?" Thales continued solemnly: "And now, I have to talk to that terrible king again and try to convince him: That's it for the time being."
The Fallen Star was silent for a while, his brows furrowing even deeper.
"What else does he want?" he whispered.
Thales shrugged and thought about the king's methods, only to feel a headache.
"Obviously, he is very dissatisfied that I withheld the threat of the Black Sand Leader from the Grand Duchess," the prince lowered his head, rather dullly: "I think he would rather meet the Grand Duchess directly and tell him
The leverage and threats were placed in front of her to turn Thelma into his puppet."
Nicolai did not speak, but his already frightening face became even paler.
Thales raised his head, his eyes burning:
"And I am going to convince him that there is no need to force the Walton family to take sides, there is no need to secretly contact the vassals of Longxiao City who are ready to move, and there is no need to be greedy and tear off another piece of flesh from Longxiao City.
"
"I am going to convince him that the reign of the Grand Duchess does not conflict with his interests."
"I'm going to convince him to give the Dragonlance family some support when needed."
"I'm going to convince him that Longxiao City is not a threat to him in the past few years."
Every time Thales said a word, Nicolai's face became uglier.
"I have to convince him to stop the negotiation with me. There is no need to go to the innocent Thelma and spread the matter cruelly and ruthlessly in front of her to coerce and induce her to make a choice!"
"Now, Serui Nicolai, the Meteorite guarding Longxiao City, you can let me go find Lumba now," Thales raised his head and took a step forward, looking directly at Nicolai with sharp eyes, almost close to him.
Go to the other party:
"Or try every means to delay the schedule and cause trouble for me...and then wait for him to come to Selma in person again."
"Come to Longxiao City."
The prince finished speaking.
The air returned to silence.
Nicolai looked at Thales with increasingly cold eyes.
Under the awning of the stable, Meteorite and Thales looked at each other silently.
The others, whether they were the attendants of the stars or the guards of the Northlanders, were quietly waiting for the results of their negotiations.
The atmosphere was tense.
Until Nicolai sneered and shook his head.
With his smile, the air that was almost reaching freezing point seemed to become a lot warmer.
"You know, you have to thank Count Lisban," Nicolai said calmly: "Even though you attracted Lombard and almost ruined the day of hearing, he still seems to believe that you have no ill intentions towards Longxiao City."
Thales was slightly startled.
Lisbane?
The Fallen Star continued: "Even if you still slander him, saying that he secretly connected with Scarlet Witch and Lumba and betrayed Longxiao City."
Thales slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "Really?"
"Also, you have to thank her," Nicolai sighed:
"I think she is also one of the reasons why Lisban believes in you."
The moment Thales raised his eyebrows, Nicolai turned his head and looked in another direction.
Following his eyes, Thales was stunned.
In the distance, accompanied by guards and maids, the female Grand Justice of Longxiao City stood silently in the westward sunlight, looking here with complex eyes.
The golden light filled the girl's body, making her look even more dazzling.
Thales couldn't help but sigh deeply.
"She's waiting for you," Nicolai turned and walked away. Before leaving, his eyes looked back and forth with deep meaning: "Don't be too late when saying goodbye, pay attention to propriety."
Looking at Nicolai's back, Thales closed his eyes, and complex emotions filled his heart.
The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, took decisive steps towards the Grand Duchess.
Thelma's expression was calm, and she slowly stepped forward, with Lady Jinx following behind her.
The prince and the archduchess finally faced each other again.
Thales forced a smile and nodded to the female officer: "Thank you, Ms. Jinx."
But facing the hidden meaning behind this sentence, Ms. Jinx remained motionless, still staring at him coldly and saying nothing.
Until Selma reluctantly smiled at her and nodded.
The palace lady's face, which was almost frozen, moved slightly. She followed the standard etiquette to the Grand Duke and turned around respectfully to leave.
"Even now, she still doesn't like me," Thales scratched his head unnaturally, "It's really sad."
Obviously, his terrible opening statement failed to have the desired effect.
Thelma was still staring at him steadily, and the inexplicable emotion behind her pince-nez made Thales quite uneasy.
"So, you are going to the Black Sand Territory now?"
She asked very directly.
Thales exhaled, avoided the other party's sight, and nodded: "Yes, get used to it soon."
But Selma seemed very calm at this moment: "You didn't expect it, did you?"
Thales raised his eyes slightly doubtfully.
"I thought about it later."
"You said that you want me to choose the path that is most suitable for the Grand Duchess, and you will solve the remaining problems."
"Charmaine Lombard," the Grand Duchess said with a calm face, "He should be the solution to your 'remaining problems'. He is also the last and worst trump card, right."
Thales didn't speak. He exhaled through his nose and nodded.
The Grand Duchess's face looked a little sad.
"If everything goes well, if I choose not to be so stubborn, choose to ignore your life and death, and calmly gain the support of the vassals..."
"If Longxiao City can successfully send troops, if we can form an alliance against the king..." Her voice trembled slightly: "Then you will not go to Lumba, nor will you betray Ian, let alone
Sell yourself to Heisha Ling."
Thelma seemed to want to smile, but ultimately failed.
"You know, the moment you spoke in support of Lombard, I kind of didn't recognize you."
Thales hesitated to speak.
"So, just like six years ago," the Grand Duchess turned her head and no longer struggled with this topic: "In order to save me, you took the risk and took the last step."
Thales could only close his eyes: "You shouldn't be so stubborn, Selma, there is no need for a hostage..."
"Put yourself in danger of betrayal and alienation."
The Grand Duchess suddenly raised her head, her eyes determined, as if she wanted to argue something: "But you are not a hostage, Thales."
"No matter what others think..."
"At least in my eyes, you are not."
She seemed to have remembered something, and then lowered her head, with unspeakable discomfort in her voice: "I'm sorry, Thales."
At that moment, Thales' mood, which had been depressed since the political meeting, suddenly fluctuated slightly.
Like a mountain climber in the winter snow, he welcomes a beam of sunshine after climbing over the top of the slope.
At least she understands.
She believes me.
as always.
"Apologise to me for protecting me," Thales took a deep breath, feeling that the air today was particularly refreshing: "I can't accept this apology."
"But you are going to the Black Sand Territory. Do you remember those soldiers from Lomba? They fired crossbows at us without hesitation..." The girl's voice was a little uncomfortable: "In that man's territory, can you imagine what you will face?
?"
"If you want to count on Rumba to help, then this is the price," Thales sighed: "Wish me luck. What could be worse than being tied to the battlefield or torn into pieces."
But Thelma's expression was still stiff.
Thales opened his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Hey, listen."
"It's not your fault, Selma, okay...it was the Star Kingdom's interference, I mean, my father," the second prince shrugged: "He caught me off guard, so I had to adapt to circumstances."
The two were silent for a while.
"It's great," Thelma smiled reluctantly, forcing herself to joke: "I never know what it's like to have a father."
The prince looked at the bitter expression of the Grand Duchess and showed a bright smile.
"So, do you want to change your identity with me?"
Thales seems to be in a good mood:
"Welcome at any time, Princess Thelma from the Star Kingdom."
Both of them laughed.
But Selma's laughter lasted only a few seconds.
“Princess,” she repeated automatically, “princess selma?”
Thales realized something was wrong. He took a deep breath, turned his eyes away and coughed heavily: "Then..."
The prince's expression became serious: "Listen, at least in the next few years...Rumba will not be your primary threat."
"The struggle between the king and the princes will only become increasingly fierce, and the extent and means will gradually exceed expectations."
Thelma looked at him quietly and nodded silently.
It was as if both of them were back in the library and classroom.
"Under the rule of the Grand Duke, Longxiao City, which is weak on the surface and divided internally, will be ignored by them intentionally or unintentionally. Maybe they will also win over the people one after another. You can even stand as a third party and take advantage of their confrontation.
Seize profits."
"Same as this time, face their outstretched hands with caution, but don't make a bet easily," Thales said extremely seriously: "Sit firmly in your position at this time, this is your top priority."
"Be a competent, qualified and even excellent Grand Duchess, Thelma."
The Grand Duchess smiled, her expression a little forced.
"King Nun has left you a good team," Thales recalled the scene at the political hearing: "Nazir is wise and shrewd, and has superb skills. Kierkegaard is taciturn but quite prestigious. Even if he only looks at
Curtson and Linna, who are very annoying, and even people other than the six earls..."
"They will all be useful helpers to you. If you show the courage and skill that a female Grand Duchess should have, prove to them that you are indispensable to this territory."
"As for Lisban..." When Thales said this, he couldn't help but pause, and finally sighed: "He is an excellent regent, but... maybe you should consider the mood of other vassals, as well as Longxiao City
balance."
Selma frowned: "You don't like him? Why?"
Thales shook his head.
"Your enemies will still be inside," the prince thought with a heavy heart: "Perhaps they will appear in various forms: dissatisfaction of vassals, contempt of the people, traditional obstacles, sinister rumors... But in the final analysis, the biggest
The enemy is yourself."
Thelma snorted lightly, still looking at Thales steadily.
It seems like this is the last time we meet.
She smiled and said: "The biggest enemy is yourself...Humph, it sounds like the pretentious, empty garbage encouragement in a knight's novel."
Thales couldn't stand the look in her eyes and had to lower his head: "Because you are a girl, Selma."
Selma was slightly startled by these words.
Thales let out a long sigh, and there was a strong sadness in his words: "You are a girl, so it is doomed, not just in the North, but in most games in the world.
You have to pay more than men, work harder than men, and achieve better results than men, in order to get harvests, achievements and recognition from the outside world that are comparable to them."
"In other words, if the Grand Duchess cannot give a better answer than the late King Nunn, or even just keep pace with King Nunn," the prince gritted his teeth and looked at the Palace of Heroes, which was rough, majestic, thick, and gave people a heavy sense of oppression:
"Then you will always be 'that little girl'."
Thelma was silent for a long time, and her mood dropped.
Finally, the Grand Duchess sneered expressionlessly: "It's really unfair."
"I know this is unfair," Thales frowned and looked at her, unable to hide the worry in his eyes: "That's why you can't give up."
"Do you know what will happen if you don't fight back against the beggars who beat you in a heap of beggars?"
Thelma raised her eyes.
"They will continue to bully you, beat you, laugh at you, and isolate you," Thales seemed to remember something and tensed up unconsciously: "Repeat this scene over and over again, forming the idea that 'you deserve to be bullied'
impression."
The Grand Duchess's heart moved, and she recalled the story that Thales once told her about the prince who was born in the Lower City: "I know."
The prince stared at her with an ugly expression: "But it's not the worst."
"The worst thing is that other people, everyone, whether they are new or old, whether they beat you or not, are becoming accustomed to this scene, taking it for granted, and thus eating together in the heap of beggars
As we live together, we deepen this impression and spread it into everyone’s consciousness.”
"Until they consciously or unconsciously regard this situation as part of the rules, make up their own, and deduce bullshit reasons such as 'It's like this,' 'The jungle of the jungle,' 'There are always people who want to bully others, and there are always people who are going to be bullied,' and so on, so that
Everyone, new people, old people, strong, weak, even you who are being bullied, all subconsciously believe: This is the environment, this is the rules, this is the norm, you can't change it, so in the end
The best choice is to accept it, adapt to it, acknowledge it, and go with it, so that you can suffer less when you are beaten again."
"This idea that everyone is subconsciously accustomed to the environment and rules is the worst thing."
In the prince's mind, the hazy sea of memories rippled slightly.
At that moment, Thales' eyes were a little distracted, as if he was looking into the distance: "It will make you forget that individuals and society are unified and inseparable, and your actions are also one of the factors that shape the environment and rules."
He exhaled and brought his mind back to reality.
"It may be a bit complicated, but..." Thales looked at the confused girl in front of him.
"If you don't dare to change yourself and choose to respond in silence or even self-exile," he pursed his lips: "Then the unfair environment will never change."
The prince whispered: "Girl."
Thales looked at the girl who was gradually becoming silent and sighed slightly.
"You're right, Thelma, I shouldn't treat you like a weakling waiting for help."
He smiled again.
"And you have to learn to grow on your own, learn to believe in yourself, and learn to listen to Old Crow's lessons on your own," Thales said silently, "even without me."
"Her Excellency the Grand Duchess."
"Take care of yourself."
After saying this, Thales couldn't bear to look at the girl's expression anymore and turned around to leave.
At this moment.
"Tales!" The girl suddenly lost her voice and said, with deep worry hidden in her voice: "Be careful!"
Thales' steps paused slightly.
He didn't look back, just smiled: "Yes, I will..."
But Thelma interrupted him desperately.
"No."
"On the eve of the King's Day, Charles... I mean the Earl of Lisban came to see me privately," Thelma seemed anxious. She subconsciously looked around: "He came to persuade me, it's best to stay away from you."
Some, stay away from the ominous Bright Star Family."
"In order to convince me, he told me some secrets in advance."
Thales was stunned and turned his head:
"What secret?"
The next second, the words coming out of Selma's mouth made him tremble:
"Disaster."
Thales's expression froze slightly.
What?
At that moment, no one knew what he was feeling.
He slowly turned around, maintaining a normal expression.
Thelma's tone was a little urgent, and her expression was just like when she was skipping class secretly when she was young: "In the countries established by those who participated in the End War, such as Exeter..."
"Although each family has different inheritances and different versions, at least the descendants of the ten knights and the heirs of at least the ten grand duke families will be told some secrets of the Ending War when they reach adulthood..."
Thales turned around completely and looked at Selma blankly.
"The Ending War..." Thelma pursed her lips, hesitated for a few seconds, and then made up her mind and said: "After the war more than 600 years ago, we are more vigilant, and the remaining disasters are smarter..."
"We have a more complex, secret, and dangerous relationship with each other, lurking at both ends of the world, maintaining a careful balance in various situations..."
The Grand Duchess raised her head, her voice was very soft but decisive: "But it... the final battle is not over yet."
"And we and them are enemies after all."
Thales' breathing gradually accelerated and he couldn't help but clenched his fists.
The girl looked at him steadily, her eyes full of worry and vigilance: "Tales, eighteen years ago, the bloody year of the stars..."
"About why you were attacked from both sides and ran out of ammunition and food, why Exeter went south to invade without any scruples, why the Bone Tribe and the orcs also made a big commotion...even your rebels, and even the tragedy of the Bright Star royal family...
It’s all related to this, it’s all related to disaster.”
At that second, Thales's pupils suddenly narrowed and he couldn't help but raise his voice: "What does it have to do with it?"
But the Grand Duchess shook her head.
"I can't go on. Charles told me this because he believed me..." Thelma's expression was sad and hesitant: "This is... this is a secret that only the Grand Duke of Longxiao City knows."
She turned her head away: "Don't forget, I am...after all, I am the Grand Duchess."
Teresa paused.
After a while, Thales tried hard to adjust his breathing and recovered from his gaffe: "Really?"
A secret that only the Grand Duke of Longxiao City... knew?
So... that is to say, the previous Grand Duke of Longxiao City...
The Nun King who decided to invade the south eighteen years ago...
King Exeter, who told himself that there was an inside story about the Bright Star Disaster, he also...
He looked at Thelma blankly.
"But I think you will know it eventually, Thales," Selma seemed a little guilty: "After all, you are the Bright Star family..."
Thales closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and hid the lingering haze in his mind deep in the corner: "Thank you, Thelma."
"I know that six years ago, those two, a man and a woman...disaster came to you..."
Thales swallowed.
Thelma's voice was trembling: "I won't ask you unnecessary questions, but no matter why they are looking for you..."
"It's definitely related to that, it's definitely... not a good thing."
Not a good thing.
"You know," the girl said silently: "Although I am not happy in Longxiao City... but I can at least protect you. Nicolai has legendary anti-magic weapons in his hands, and the soul-killing gun in the Hall of Heroes is always on guard...
"
"But in the Black Sand Territory..."
The two fell silent.
A breeze blew by, and Jenny behind him neighed dissatisfied, breaking the silence.
After a while, Thales sighed deeply:
"I'll remember that."
In the distance, Nicolai coughed loudly and said without hesitation: "Madam!"
This urging made Thelma wake up, as if she suddenly remembered something.
"Also, the man with the black sword, although he saved us," Thelma said hurriedly, as if she wanted to finish all her worries in these few minutes: "Since he participated in ten
Eight years... then he must have something to do with these things."
"As an enemy of your family, I can't think of any reason for him to let you go or even protect you."
"Unless...he has an ulterior motive and a grand plan."
Thales looked steadily at the ground without saying a word.
The figure with the sword came to mind along with countless doubts.
The girl's words continued: "Nicolai and the Grand Duke's personal guards... But the furthest they can trace is that the man, nicknamed Black Sword, is related to a foreign gang called the 'Brotherhood'..."
Thales took a sharp breath.
He turned his head:
"Thelma, I get it."
The prince said rather bitterly:
"Thank you."
Thank you……
Thank you for not asking more why.
At that moment, Thelma saw the prince's bitter and miserable expression clearly, and couldn't help but be slightly startled.
Nicolai was urging again.
"Farewell, Thelma."
The next second, Thales closed his eyes, turned and left.
There was a slight gasp from behind...and faint sobs.
The sky is very blue and clear.
The few clouds were gradually dyed golden by the sunlight.
The command from Lady Jinx came from behind.
The footsteps of the Grand Duchess sounded and gradually faded away.
Thales resisted the desire to look back and walked towards Dark Horse Jenny, reluctantly smiling at Waiya and the others.
But he paused slightly.
I saw Nicolai slowly pulling out another horse and neatly arranging the equipment.
"Although we are not going to the chess and card room," he was seen giving instructions to Justin, "but the rules are the same: the patrol clears the area and clears the way, and the Grand Duke's personal guards..."
"Hey, you want to go too?" the prince asked doubtfully.
Nicolai turned his head.
"As the Grand Duchess orders, little prince."
The meteorite man snorted coldly with an unkind look on his face: "I will send you to Lumba's hands..."
"Send it to you..." He showed a sinister smile with malicious intent: