In the middle of his overflowing duties and mounting pressure, Kyle made his way to the imperial palace.
His expression was calm as always, but his mind was already far ahead—calculating, planning, and preparing.
The palace guards saluted as he passed, and soon he was ushered into the grand study where Crown Prince Mikalius awaited him.
The moment Kyle stepped through the doors, Mikalius threw his head back and let out a booming laugh, rising from his chair.
"Kyle Armstrong! You sly bastard. You've turned the world upside down while I was still sipping wine and watching nobles bicker."
He said, clapping his hands with genuine delight.
Kyle gave a nod, though his face remained unreadable.
Mikalius grinned wider.
