Or was it more accurate to say they had never fought because Cesare had always been indifferent? Perhaps their lack of conflict was simply because Cesare had never cared enough to engage.
Unconsciously, Leon took a step back. His wrist trembled faintly where Cesare had held it.
"So, brother."
Cesare's voice remained unchanged from when he had first asked.
"Are you hiding something from me?"
This time, Leon couldn't respond with another question. The moment Cesare first asked, something had already surfaced in his mind.
It was a single mistake.
When the Imperial Army gained the upper hand by killing the Crown Prince of Kalpen, the people of the empire cheered but the nobles did not. Most had bet on Kalpen's victory.
