The First Princess of Jeova Kingdom walked over and sat on the same table as the Duke of Oltaf. His large stature compared to her dainty figure seemed odd in comparison.
Rafael stood behind the First Princess, acting as if he didn't exist.
"Please continue your breakfast. In half an hour, we will have an exciting competition."
The Crown Prince bowed with a grin and sat back down.
His hint at the competition roused the excitement of many of the guests, especially those from the weaker influences. They were desperate for attention and this was their chance to get it.
"Misho, you know what to do."
Maia gave her firm approval with a solemn nod of her head.
"Yeah…"
Misho understood what she wanted him to do because it was also what he wanted to do.
"Well, I'm going. Wish me luck."
Misho stood up and walked over to their table under the watchful gazes of his group.
He took a deep breath and straightened himself.
"Umm…"
