"Wait, Arnold. There's something I want to talk to you about."
Arnold was surprised and asked curiously, "What is it, my lord?"
Nolan fell silent for a moment before speaking. "I received a report from my sister, Sharon. She's been having difficulties at the academy, and the cause is the First Prince of the Dragon Empire. At this point, I'm sure you understand what I mean, right?"
His gaze was indifferent, yet it felt like a knife stabbing straight into Arnold's heart.
Arnold's heart pounded wildly as he quickly clasped his hands together.
"I-I understand, my lord. Don't worry, I'll take care of it. Please give me some time," he said in a trembling voice.
Nolan simply nodded and waved his left hand.
Feeling relieved, Arnold immediately disappeared from the spot.
Nolan's cold expression softened as he looked at Eira in his arms.
"Let's go back to the room."
Eira nodded enthusiastically. "Um! Let's go!"
…
Knock!
