"Oh, right, I want to ask you something, Prime Minister Mikazura," Nolan said with a knowing smile. "You must know what happened to me, right? Perhaps… what happened on that silver ship?"
Mikazura was briefly surprised by his words. He sipped his tea, smiled faintly, and nodded slowly.
"Yes, I know. How did you find out?"
Before Nolan's arrival, Mikazura had already gathered plenty of information about him. There were countless rumors painting him as a lazy, useless prince, and so on.
But Mikazura knew it was all just a facade. A child born to that woman could never truly be someone the public would consider worthless.
Still, the rumors were persistent. And Nolan often behaved in ways that seemed to confirm them.
Yet in the past few months—especially since the announcement of the battle for the throne—public opinion had begun to shift.
At that moment, Nolan revealed his true self, making everyone who had mocked or underestimated him rethink their opinions.
