The courtyard fell eerily silent for a moment.
Except for the brief syllable 'ah' from the staff lady and the merchant lady glancing around nervously.
Princess Griffine stared at her brother as if he were an object, her expression icy cold, making others hesitant to speak. Brand's hand had stealthily gripped the sword hilt beneath his coat, closely watching every move of the siblings. He suspected that the Crown Prince had suffered such a significant shock that it had unhinged his mind. Nonetheless, he was confident that if the Prince showed the slightest threat, he would drive the black blade of the Earth Sword into the prince's heart.
As for the identity of the Crown Prince, did it carry any significance in Brand's eyes?
