"Sorry to disturb you, Prince Nolan and Princess Elina."
Two guards stepped out from the side, stopped a meter in front of them, and bowed respectfully.
Nolan raised an eyebrow and turned toward them. "What is it?"
The guard on the right lifted his head and looked at Elina, who stood beside Nolan.
"Prince Nolan, His Majesty has requested Princess Elina's presence. There's something important he wishes to discuss," he said politely.
If he and the others had once seen Elina as a weak candidate for the throne, that view had now changed.
She was under the protection of the Singularity of Chaos—an extraordinary honor.
His respect for her had risen sharply, now rivaling the respect he held for Aldric, Cedric, and Adalen.
"Oh?" Nolan looked mildly surprised as he turned to his sister. "Father's calling you. It must be about the Singularity of Chaos. Go and explain everything to him clearly, so there's no misunderstanding."
