“Once again, I congratulate you, Your Majesty.”

It was the first prince, Vasen, who was speaking to Kyle. The two brothers were sitting alone inside the detached study.

Embarrassed, Kyle said, “You don’t have to speak so formally when it’s just the two of us.”

“How can you say that? You’re now the king of the country. No. You’re the king of the best country on the continent. You’re in a position to oversee the people, so you should be treated accordingly.”

“I know that, but…”

Kyle knew there was no use protesting, so he didn’t insist any further. And Vasen smiled as if he was satisfied.

“So, tomorrow is your first official meeting.”

“Yes. I’m a little worried.”

“There are things you worry about too?”

Kyle scratched his nose.

“Of course there are things that worry me. I actually think I have more worries than everyone else.”

“Hm, even though I’ve known you for many years, there were times where I couldn’t figure out what you were thinking, but I think I know what one of your concerns is this time. And I think I might be able to help address that concern.”

Kyle replied, “What do you think my concern is?”

Vasen calmly said, “Tomorrow, one of the ministers will likely suggest you kick Vasen Lak Orazen out of the palace. Isn’t that one of your concerns?”

Kyle...