Chapter 133. Long Time (7)
It wasn’t very respectful, but it wasn’t arrogant either.
No matter how it was in front of Romain, no matter how close Randell and Romain were, he wouldn’t treat Silica with more regard.
There was no one here who didn’t know the reason, so no one could fault Callian. Of course, Silica was one of them.
Silica, who was sitting on a chair brought by an attendant, replied, “Yeah. Long time no see.”
Silica also showed no politeness. Callian, who didn’t hope for much respect anyway, ignored her and kept eating.
Romain asked Silica, who was looking at Callian. His voice was harsh.
Silica didn’t mind the unfriendly atmosphere. She must have been ready for it from the moment she came to the dinner party uninvited. Silica looked at Romain and spoke. “Your Majesty looks much better.”
“Because I stopped seeing what I used to see.”
Romain nodded and answered as if there was nothing to conceal.
“But now I’m seeing it again.”
What Romain said was so hostile that it was hard to believe he said it. Silica showed little response to these openly unpleasant words. She nodded her head as if she was hearing someone else’s story. She looked at Callian and spoke.
“I came because I was curious if the Third Prince had a nice trip.”
And she showed a smiling face to Callian.
Romain blocked Silica’s gaze towards Callian and said, “Did you really come to check that?”
“He is a troublesome child.”
He was troublesome.
Callian, who had been silently listening to the quiet conflict between his father and stepmother, felt his eyebrows twitch for a moment.
He wasn’t bothered by such insults. It was hard to tell which was more common: the trouble he made throughout his life, or those he made during the short time when he left the palace.
‘If you knew that the two brothers you tried to manipulate both vanished because of me, would you still say that?’
While Callian was thinking this, Romain gave a warning in a calm but authoritative voice.
“Silica. Watch your words about the prince.”
Silica smiled as if it was a minor mistake. Callian replied by nodding slightly, like someone who had just received a normal greeting.
“As you can see, it went well.”
“So it seems.”
“The cold I had was so bad. Outside, there wasn’t anything that could cause that much trouble.”
At the mention of Silica’s poison, Romain’s face tensed up a bit.
A moment passed during which no one could talk. Then Silica opened her mouth again.
“That’s right. Thank goodness.”
“Thank you. You really care about me.”
Callian nodded with a smile.
At Callian’s answer, Romain could be heard chuckling softly. And Silica lost her smile for a moment.
Callian no longer wanted to argue, and the words asking Silica to leave came to his throat. So, Callian lifted the glass of water and swallowed both the water and words together. It was Romain who let Silica in, so Callian couldn’t tell her to go.
Silica, maybe aware of Callian’s feelings, opened her mouth again, looking at Romain.
“By the way, Your Majesty.”
Callian made an expression of boredom.
A sigh came from Randell’s direction. It seemed like he was gradually losing his patience. Of course, Silica didn’t care.
“There was some amazing news from Siegfried’s land. Have you heard anything about it?”
Romain looked at Silica without replying.
Silica put on a motherly, gentle expression and looked at Callian.
“They say something incredible happened. The praises of the people reached even Heisha Palace. It must be truly amazing and happy.”
“I’m happy to hear that.”
Callian inwardly smiled. He had no idea what he was going to say to such a big compliment. Silica’s gaze moved back to Rumain.
“But I’ve heard there’s another piece of information coming with it, and I’d like to ask about that.”
There was only one rumor related to the incident in Sispanian’s nest, and Silica looked at Rumain with a hard gaze, speaking words that should have been unsaid.
“Are you really thinking of Callian as the next Crown Prince? Please, do tell.”
Callian narrowed his eyes.
It was exactly what Callian had expected.
‘There’s nothing to see, Silica.’
In the presence of three princes, that statement was like a taboo. Silica brought it up, and it had to be about Callian, of all people.
Romain stared at Silica without saying a word.
What response could Romain give to that statement?
He couldn’t say yes, he couldn’t say no, and he couldn’t even send Silica out without an answer since it could be seen as a confirmation.
For now, Callian decided to divert the conversation away from this question and turned his head. But unexpectedly, from Romain’s side, a calm response came.
“A while ago, Lord Manasil said something like that.”
When an unexpected name was mentioned in this conversation, Callian held back his desire to speak and waited for Romain’s next words.
“Send the one you like the least to Camillon first. Manasil suggested that, saying he would vanish on his own. However, all of my sons are precious. That’s why I was very troubled.”
As Romain said that, his eyes looked at the princes one by one.
Soon Romain’s blue eyes looked deeply at Silica. In a tone without any emotion, Romain continued.
“You seem to be trying to ease my worries now. I am thankful.”
Silica lowered her head.
There was no fan to cover her twisted face.
Callian also lowered his head.
He couldn’t hold back my laughter.
May Allen mouth be blessed with Serenti’s glory!