Seeing the man inside a closed room made him appear more intimidating than he already was.
Adrian sat across from him, three chairs apart at the dining table.
The hall was quite huge with several servants moving around and arranging the meal.
The feast was being arranged while the Emperor polished the dagger in his hand.
He handled the weapon with quite care and seemed quite busy with his work.
Adrian was slightly nervous, but curiosity occupied most of his mind as he wondered why that armament was so precious to the Emperor.
As if he could read his mind, "I was betrayed by my younger brother," the Emperor suddenly spoke, and what an opening line it was.
Adrian's brows lifted upon hearing those words. "I am sorry to hear that."
Doreen scoffed. "It's very common back in Noredeim to betray each other to gain what you desire. Even marriage happens after a death duel. Whoever wins gets the partner of their choice."
