How?
How is this even possible?!
'Did we have a traitor in our midst? No… that is unlikely! I took every possible precaution!'
As Julian drowns in his befuddlement, the Third Prince steps out from behind the rows of Royal Knights and appears right before Julian.
"P-Prince Claus?!"
Julian's eyes widen even more as he rests his gaze on the young man before him.
Rumors have it that the third prince is highly favored by the King and will likely take over the throne once his father dies. Having such a prominent figure here can only mean this case is even more severe than Julian gave it credit for.
All his earlier composure starts to crumble as he takes a step back and his clenched fists loosen.
"W-what are you doing here? Can someone explain why—?!"
