Inside the capital of the Holy Empire, the royal castle remained as grand and imposing as ever.
Long red carpets stretched across the polished marble floors while golden lights from crystal lamps illuminated the endless hallways softly.
At this moment, Crypian Thorne was calmly walking through one of the royal corridors that led toward the residence of the First Prince.
Ciel had separated from him earlier.
Since Princess Cecilia had been staying inside the royal castle for the past few days due to the emperor's worsening illness, Ciel had naturally gone to meet her instead.
The two of them had been childhood friends for years, so no one found it strange.
To be honest, Crypian himself preferred it this way.
The discussion he was about to have with the First Prince was extremely important, and he did not want unnecessary people listening nearby.
As Crypian walked through the corridor, servants occasionally passed by while lowering their heads respectfully.
"Lord Crypian."
