Still standing near the railing at the balcony, Leonard calmly wiped away his tears with a handkerchief.
They said a man shouldn't cry easily, but there were exceptions.
This kind of tears and self-reflection was necessary to keep him humane and not some kind of cold robot.
Lately, he had been distinctively cold and authoritative. He reflected and reckoned this was probably an emotion manipulated by Seth.
And no, it wasn't the kind that wanted to harm him. Instead, it was the kind that wanted to shape him into a qualified Crown Prince.
"I know he meant well, but I really do not appreciate my emotions being played like a toy," Leonard murmured.
He took a deep breath and turned to the side. He spotted Curtis standing by the corner, motionless.
As soon as his eyes locked on, Curtis swiftly lowered his head. Needless to say, he dared not glance at the current state Leonard was in.
A Crown Prince who was silently tearing up…
