Emil listened intently, his small face tense.
"From the moment His Majesty designated you as Prince and gave you this name, he has considered you the heir. No matter how brutal or tyrannical His Majesty may be, he would never make a foolish decision when it comes to the heir."
"How is that possible?" Emil was utterly shocked.
Could his uncle truly be grooming him as an heir? This... how could this be possible! Emil had never dreamed of such a thing, from the moment he could remember, the image of the Tyrant's cruel gaze haunted him.
The Tyrant's intention to kill him was known throughout the royal family.
"But haven't you survived until now, and quite well at that?" Burbank saw right through Emil's thoughts.
