A week later…
Aldros Empire, Imperial Office
"This fifth son of mine sure is something." The Aldros Emperor, Kaelion, commented softly upon hearing the report of what Leonard had done since his arrival at Velastra.
"Should we do something about it, Your Majesty?" Russel, the Royal Imperial Guard, inquired.
"Velastra is known as the Trade Crown and the city of economy. For the Crown Prince to dabble and secretly take over the city, it's hard to imagine the consequences."
Kaeilion's expression remained indifferent. He tapped his fingers lightly on the desk, seemingly in deep thought.
'If it weren't for Inkveil's re-emergence, I wouldn't have been so occupied.' Kaelion knew things weren't as simple as they looked.
Inkveil, who had been lying low for so long, suddenly appeared as soon as he sent his fifth son to Velastra, which was definitely not a coincidence.
