"You are going to marry a Princess!" Randall said, his face frozen in shock.
"Tell me this is a joke?" he shrieked.
"Sadly, it isn't," Ethan replied, shaking his head slowly.
"Do you even know what kind of trouble this will bring?" Randall snapped. "And didn't people always say the King is foolish? You could have delayed it, changed the topic, twisted the words. I don't believe that old fool could outsmart you."
"Old fool, my ass," Ethan spat, his voice dripping with disgust.
"Huh?" Randall froze, completely taken aback by Ethan's words.
"There is no way that man is a fool," Ethan said coldly. "That old man is a wolf wearing sheep's skin. If you are not careful, you will not even know when he has eaten you alive and left no bones behind."
"How?" Randall asked, his voice tense.
"Think, Uncle. Think carefully."
"He ordered Simon to be imprisoned, not killed."
